Lyrics Myles Blue – STRIPES

STRIPES Lyrics – Myles Blue

Singer: Myles Blue
Title: STRIPES

I do what i want
And i give what i got
How i be running the game while i walk
I’m jogging, still they want me to stop

Just warming up, and i’m not even hot
Hours i put in, so time that i’m clocking
Investing my time, opportunity knocking
Charged up, it really be shocking

See me improving, they get right to plotting
Pray on my downfall, it got me rising
New studio setup, old mix i’m revising
I stay in my bag, sirens enticing

My girl got the cake so i come with the icing
These boys crossing the line, like hockey they really be icing
I eat the beat as a meal, so i grab my knife and i be dicing
We at the top of the game, to me this really ain’t surprising

No control of your senses, this a consensus, but i’m still built like aizen
Hop on the beat and i kill it you know that i do it with ease
I swear i stay tearing it up and to me is just such a breeze
Rapping since a damn kid, when i learned my a, b’s and c’s

Man i want money, and cars, and that ap on me to just freeze
Keeping two right on wrists, looking good yeah that’s how i be rocking bro
I’m copping those
Yellow diamonds, like lightning, i pull up and it be so shocking bro

I said i’m the best
Chain on my neck
It’s causing me pressure, but i am not pressed
I’m feeling blessed

Time is money, you need to invest
I’m never impressed
But, she say she don’t know me, but homie to me she obsessed
Chest feeling heavy, not talking bout chain

Stay in your lane
They want me to fall, cause i’m dripping like rain
Been thru dark knights i’m feeling like wayne
Fabricate fiction, i been thru the pain

But i can see through it like window
They want me to lose i win tho
I’m raising the bar no limbo
Aim with the beam, red dot make skin glow

They throwing the shade like a field day
I’m finna win the real way
Stay in my bag get real paid
Grip on the iron, the steel weight

I don’t mean to flex material sh#t
But homie, your material sh#t
My materials lit
My material fits

I’m a killer, no cereal – they question my wit
But i am the teacher
She on her knees, but i’m not a preacher
I don’t try to reach her

But i’m in the field, they watch from the bleachers
Got stripes like adidas
But you’d never think, cause i’m the cleanest
I stay with the team y’all cannot beat us

Out of this world like i came from venus
There’s sum bout this track
It’s really too gas
sh#t got me thinking it’s jupiter

I never do lack
They tryna pass
They’re dumb and some even stupider
I’m feeling real hot just like lucifer

She hot too, get my arrows and shoot at her
Shoot my shot, i miss not, yah i cupid her
Please do not get too close, you might lose your fur
Cause i am a beast, i control the east, the west, the north, and the south

You better watch your damn mouth
Cause i am a snake you a mouse
I’m tryna be cole but not sprouse
I’m taking a trip to laos

I got fire drip i’m doused
Out at sea on a ship i’m lost
This sh#t hot like propane and i know that your feeling it
Bars like cocaine and i really i be dealing it

There’s no pain, you just tryna be stealing it
Result is no gain, yah that’s truly the real in it
Green grassy
Bars nasty

I’m so great like gatsby
Tuff fit
No sh#t
I’m classy

Too lit
Just quit
Can’t pass me
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