King Myles - C.I.M.P. (feat. Spaidez)

What you got a hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living
With that hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living

The resurrection of your second-guessing blended with a heaven sent message
Invite it with aggression or regress to adolescence
My pen is often guided by a pilot in the sky in when I'm rhyming all the stars and every planet align
I see the future like Mike Will, fool the masses with church pews and passages
Twenty years of poverty turned us all into savages
Without a single stitch of fear and the hunger to damage s***
You're just a rat in a cage, trained to obey
And think that life is just as big as what's in front of your face
If you would see the bigger picture you could make an escape
But you're ever so complacent as you wither away, holding that

Hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living
With that hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living

Have you ever used the oven for heat
Have you ever had the balls to show a n**** the heat
Ever had the fighting skills to put a playa to sleep
Have you ever left broken backed with something to eat
Look, we boil agua 'cause the led in the sink
It's a shame we might die from the water we drink
And they pumping more cancer in the food that we eat
Used to follow up blunt roaches so a playa could sleep
Look, you rappers don't know about that
And looking at the boards, you don't know about rap
Never at Chik-Fil-A but keep a chicken in wrap
Plastic spoon everytime 'cause a rapper gonna snap
Running through the hallways it's a sprint to the lap
Looking at the pay gap, trade the gap for the trap
Mama house need food, trade the book for the gat
I only had one wish, to make it off of my raps

What you got a hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living
With that hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living

A hundred in your vest, no less
I'm trying to figure out if I should really be impressed
When you're talking to me better say it with your chest
I see you're in your feelings, you're all up in your feelings (yea)
A hundred in your vest, no less
I'm trying to figure out if I should really be impressed
When you're talking to me better say it with your chest
I see you're in your feelings, you're all up in your feelings (yea)

What you got a hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living
With that hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim to make a killing
I know you got a purpose there's a reason why you're living

Written by:
Matthew Fryjoff, Oscar Walton

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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