King Myles - Missed Calls

Aye yo Myles what's good it's been a minute
Did you notice that I dropped
I know that you'll take a listen and share it because you feel it
You're kind of obligated as a fellow artist
Aren't you real as you be saying
I heard some of your music, I know you got a movement
I wonder if you'll draft up the better half of my blueprint
For some reason I really feel like you owe me although you do not know me
Low-key I think we homies so
Hit me up

First of all I want to thank you for reaching out,
I'll check it when I get a second I'm honestly busy now
You aim to be understood but never think to understand
You feel you're owed respect but cannot show it to the next man you're stressed fam
Really, this is a teaching moment
Get to know me before you label me an opponent
You cannot market to other artists and hope that it's going
To take you far while showing all of your cards for real
Yeah we built it from the ground
Blood, sweat and steel
From the Mil, we don't owe nobody Nil
Nothing

I can't shake these demons, I just keep on praying for relief
Spilling my soul on every record to give the people something to believe
Now let the sun shine down and cleanse your intent, Let the fire burn the trees
Back against the ropes and still I'm swinging
I got a couple tricks left up my sleeve, yeah

Aye yo Myles I kind of feel like you're dissing me
You've been a little distant, I thought that we had history you're
Always busy we never hang out just you and me
Truthfully is rude to me, you ever think how
We from the same part of town, oh you Hollywood now
Cause you got a couple likes and some followers now
Well, f*** your show I won't stand in the crowd but if you need a performer then hit me up
I'm down, s***

Since I don't like all of your posts now I'm on the ropes
How can I take you serious, you sound like a joke, you
Aim to be understood but never think to understand
Subliminal statuses but can't hash it out man-to-man? your lost fam
Reevaluate your point of view, before you pass judgement spend a day inside your neighbor's shoes
All I can say is my priorities straight and there's not nearly enough minutes inside of a day
If I don't reach all of my dreams before I laid the waste
No one's accountable but me and you should feel the same way
Besides numbers on payday ain't s*** changed, still roll with the same homies I was with 8th grade

I can't shake these demons, I just keep on praying for relief
Spilling my soul on every record to give the people something to believe
Now let the sun shine down and cleanse your intent, Let the fire burn the trees
Back against the ropes and still I'm swinging
I got a couple tricks left up my sleeve, yeah

Written by:
Matthew Fryjoff

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