Miko Suave - Non Resident

Maybe Sometimes i dont wanna be alone
My insecurities eating me alive
Momma told me never leave meat on them bones
Went from putting glue in the teachers chair to glueing myself in my throne
My shyness always stopped me from overachieving
You figure why i ain't on yet,well i hope that's the reason,cuz my talent is decent
Maybe im being modest
Maybe my music's garbage
I still won't fall even when the moon is harvest

Aye who you think you kidding?
That's just your insecurities of them not seeing your vision
cuz you want friends
You want hoes but you claim you so different

No i just want everybody in this fucked up world to listen
The gift without a ribbon
I'm far too consistant
If i don't love it yeah im guilty of showing resistance
I'm very loyal i got no problems with showing commitments
It probably seem like i hold grudges but i just got a low tolerance
It's fuck you after you treat me like im nonexistent
Probably depressed for real just having these troubles admitting it
Having troubles admitting it
Maybe i need a big crew,maybe i need more friends
Maybe i need to party,it's less stressful when you fit in
Less stressful as a house nigga eating from coon chicken inn
But when you stand for something America chop off ya limbs
I'm so different i always beg to differ
You so south i go north
You go right i go left
You go east i go west
As a kid i loved St. Nicolas but as a man I understand the grinch
Adored the superhero but i relate to the Villian,he made more sense
A nonconformist slash pimp
I don't snitch on my people to the government
I snitch on the government to my people
Rest in poetry Prodigy the game need you
I'll just take over and inject the vinyl needle
You get no rewards for being real,just scars that never heal
I guess authenticity ain't a skill

Shut the fuck up 'bout being different
you braggadocioous & ignorant
Nobody cares you feel depressed
Or your heart is feeling distressed
Get off the stairs leap heavens steps
Nobody cares you don't do drugs or drink alcohol that eat ya flesh
Cuz we do it with no regrets
I don't give a fuck if you faithful
I cheated on my chick in april
She was getting on my nerves so i gave a bitch horse dick in our stable
2pac said the realest people don't have alotta friends
Well fuck him & you
I got a hunnad homies that'll ride for me and ima ride for them
Who you kidding you wanna be lit like me
Fresh gear,money to my ear in the pic like me
Fuck ya couple goals you wanna cheat on ya bitch like me
Living wild and free,have a wife and side chick like me (Never)

Nah lil homie i don't need none of that
Tryna live righteously every good deed you do come right back
Firm believer of karma nobody can say i stabbed them in the back
Rare entity i'm a vinyl needle in a haystack
They say your network is ya networth
Well,i guess can't afford a channel man purse
Don't wanna mingle with lames to be relevant
Really feel I'm a Alien,like ima Non resident

Written by:
Sam Bullock

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