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lirik lagu sma – mickey woods jr.

[intro: mickey woods jr.]
still i’m not feeling the fire
still i’m not feeling the fire
still i’m not

[hook: mickey woods jr.]
it was shadrach, meshac, abednego
release me, let me go
asked god help me turn up the heat
jordy sent the beat and then she said there you go
right on, touché
n*ggas tryna catch the flow like a bouquet
yea i heard the people talking but who are they
same ones biting styles getting toothaches
i been defending the home turf
hooked up with her friend she know its the end cuz i never listened to my old work
i’m way beyond scribbling a cold verse
don’t care ’bout a label cuz i might just send ’em in if they don’t tell me what i gross first

[verse 1: mickey woods jr.]
look at the hoes you seek, look at the lies they told
hand ’round they neck, looking like rosaries, i’m seeing kaleidoscope
her and her crew said they want the vibes, so me and my n*ggas provided those
y’all do yall thang, we just gon smoke some weed, we just gon write some songs
don’t be out here tryna live yo life alone
in the whip taking trips blowing tyson strong
a l just a dub getting prolonged
a l just a dub getting prolonged
a l just a dub getting prolonged
a l just a dub getting prolonged
a l just a dub getting prolonged
a l just a, huh you get it
can’t explain how it feel but i’m on fire
elevated got the gift of the most high
never let a hater get you f*cked up or tongue tied
stay strong, go try
right on, roll tide
nate proved it don’t mean you can fight cuz you jump high
n*ggas cook the yayo like tomato let it sun dry
strike, umpires
hating on a n*gga, clearly out the zone
paper come when you get out ya comfy home
comfort zone, life is calling will you please pick up the phone
still i’m not feeling the fire
still i’m not feeling the fire
still i’m not
[hook: mickey woods jr.]
look, it was shadrach, meshac, abednego
release me, let me go
asked god help me turn up the heat
jordy sent the beat and then she said there you go
right on, touché
n*ggas tryna catch the flow like a bouquet
yea i heard the people talking but who are they
same ones biting styles getting toothaches
i been defending the home turf
hooked up with her friend she know its the end cuz i never listened to my old work
i’m way beyond scribbling a cold verse
don’t care bout a label cuz i might just send em in if they don’t tell me what i gross first

[verse 2: jose not jose]
this chi town out to the pa
these folks fugazi not changing
mick said no ls just delays
marathon sprints baby no relay
im just playing the long game hard way
ain’t my b*tch she can step like broadway
passion of christ but im passing em over like yahweh
wherever im not that yall way
miss me please with the blasé blasé
my soul dark as obsidian glass be
money trees breeze, now she saying enchante
maybe there’s a better way
take my chances on a toss up
they in my range get hit with a cross up
i learned from d*rose to elevate rosters
slide in the lane im adjusting my posture
too cold
h*ll froze
i broke the odds like tenfold
chi town
still rose
i had to move on tiptoes
cross court
fasho
they want attention like ten*four
i just wanna see it to the end though
i just want them know i did it best hoe
[hook: mickey woods jr.]
it was shadrach, meshac, abednego
release me, let me go
asked god help me turn up the heat
jordy sent the beat and then she said there you go
right on, touché
n*ggas tryna catch the flow like a bouquet
yea i heard the people talking but who are they
same ones biting styles getting toothaches
yea, same ones biting styles getting toothaches

- mickey woods jr

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