Miggy Mills - Get TF Away From Me (feat. Dante Miracle)

Yeah
Too many haters tryna tap into my inner-G
Motherfucker get the fuck, get the fuck away from me
You don't got, you don't got what I need
Motherfucker get the fuck get the fuck away from me
Too many enemies tryna tap into my energy
Motherfucker get the fuck, get the fuck away from me
You don't got, you don't got what I need
Motherfucker get the fuck get the fuck away from me
If you're not talking about the cheese
I'm talking 'bout rolling up your sleeves when it's time to get it
If not motherfucker you can get hit
Get the fuck away from me
I don't need your energy or anything you offer me
On my cheese and broccoli
This is not an option to me
This is years in the making obviously… obviously
This is not rocket science or anatomy
This is me fucking with me that was the strategy
And I don't really fuck with y'all I need a lot of me's
I make the hook, beat, verse and melodies
So can you do me a little favor
Can you stay away from me if you're not really tryna eat
I guess that makes you my enemy
Because honesty if it's really up to me I feel like a different breed
I love it when I do it differently
Started with a little tiny bitty seed now
I got a fucking tree you are not my source of energy
Yeah
Too many haters tryna tap into my inner-G
Motherfucker get the fuck, get the fuck away from me
You don't got, you don't got what I need
Motherfucker get the fuck get the fuck away from me
Too many enemies tryna tap into my energy
Motherfucker get the fuck, get the fuck away from me
You don't got, you don't got what I need
Motherfucker get the fuck get the fuck away from me
Oh you wanted a verse Miggy?
Well let me get the hearse, cause I can make the church jiggy
They saying raps not good
Nigga you heard Fifty?
I got a few Eminems up my sleeve don't make me call the Dr. silly
I be chopping really non-stop until the clock can feel me
Time is my baby and I feed it whatevers left within me
I'm praying for anything that God can send me
So I deal the deck of cards I got, no matter if there's numbers missing
I can take greatness and shapeshift it
Until I look like an exact replica with the face missing
I'm laying waste until the case dismissed
Hate rigid but I got love for people who got my back when the bass kicks in
I've spent way too much energy on people who don't want me in this industry
Just remember when I'm on top please...
Stay the what?
Stay the who?
Stay the fuck away from me

Written by:
Miguel Bautista

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