Kenneth Brother - Miss Me

KB
Big KB checking in man let me rephrase that
Got em
Control yo conversations
Word to niggas with no game who just be commentating
Don't be grinning when they winning it's they time to make it
Real ones never ever have no time to fake it
Show em you not regular don't ever show no sign of basic
Al was hurting now that nigga a designer patient
Even when we cry see that pride can't be confiscated
I wanted niggas on the ride but the contemplated
Hurtin like they constipated
I'll move around before you bring me down
If niggas living with no principles don't bring me round
Different Me
Niggas do wrong and feel the distantcy
Ima get longevity cause it's about consistency
I can't go back in time word to old bitches saying they missin me
I'm the best nigga word to labels keep on missing me
Who gon get to me
Try ya luck ima go victory formation
And I'm flexing when I win it ain't no sympathy
The fuck you thought
Ain’t bet on me then what the fuck you bought
Gotta make that bread and stay ahead like I was fucking taught
A lot of niggas played the game but did you fucking start
So why its so hard to play a fucking part
Minding my my own business but they checking for me
Tryna see if nigga stilll on that shit
My name instilled on this shit
All my niggas keep me rolling they like hills in this bitch
Hear that sample I get deeper I get chills on this bitch
Top 2 and I'm not 2
Inspired by Lil Wayne and La Kay what I got true
I Stuck to what I know it's in me it is not glue
I remember faces but its fuck em if they is not blue
A Smart Guy like Tahj Mowry bitch I'm hot too
The fuck this nigga going crazy for
I got to
He ain't them he not you
Don’t try that boy cause he ain't one of them
My youngins love me dearly cause I teach em I ain't son’n them
Hope my killer ain't the one that’s hanging with me
Don’t let em bang me if you claiming that you banging with me
Please don’t
I told la bro to love hisself because the streets won’t
And That love rare so barely show it cause a freak won’t
Focus on ya future it don’t matter what a freak want
And blow that Gas tell them niggas they could keep bunk
Niggas don’t want see you win
So don’t share that win with them
Party with the team
It's the 90’s and we Emmitt nem
Still sucka free some niggas hated I defriended them
I burned the ties when I cut em nigga ended them
Now I'm who they say I am I'm feeling like I'm
Emenim
If you don’t know Ms.Tammie then don’t mention you with Kenneth nem
Life was at a six everyday was like a ten to him
My nigga Timeless everybody gone remember him
And October mine but December yea December him

Written by:
BRYAN ANDERSON

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