D-Block Europe, Tiny Boost - Miskeen lyrics

Still workin' like we ain't sick of this
Ya dig?

I took a pill 'cause it hurts (yeah)
And I ain't tryna make it worse
Said I'm different but you
Know I ain't concerned
And I'm still tryna learn (Learn)
You ain't gotta be impatient with me, girl
I took a different type of turn
Amiri white tee (yeah) , for my choice
And it's definitely oversized
And it's definitely overpriced (Oversized)
I felt some pressure when I
Seen my mother cry (Mother cry)
Fuck this money, we ain't stressin'
We alright don't ever ask me this (yeah)
I'm so high, I don't wanna reminisce
(I don't wanna reminisce)
Satin sheets, I'ma fuck you, baby, stay home
(Stay home) hit him up, he on life assist
He hit that nigga from a mile away
Audemars, it take the time away (Time away)
It gets better, only time can say
So much diamonds, bae, your eyes will ache
Chrome Hearts on my heart, freeze up
(Freeze up)
Miskeen, baby, I'ma keep up (I'ma keep up)
I quit lean, baby, now I see us
(I don't need that)
Take a picture, baby, I don't need drugs
(yeah)
Uh, gotta, gotta, hundred-thousand, baby
Spend it like the older folks
The paper plastic, baby
I still got the older notes
The trench is tragic, baby
I just sold a nigga hope (Nigga hope)

Grew up in the jungle where they
Say they love you, whole time
They scheming on you
Grew up in a place where they smile in your
Face but they just wanna take it from you
No emotion on my face, yeah
I still feel the pain, i just got used to it
(Still feel the pain)
No emotion on my face, yeah
I still feel the pain, i just got used to it
(Yo, uh)

Okay, I got it out the mud
Like what's in my brudda's cup
(In my brudda's cup)
Heavy on the guns and we really buttered up
(We really buttered up)
God blessed the trap the day
The pot bubbled up (It bubbled up)
Had fiends jumpin' over two lines, doubled up
I got Henny in my system
You can smell it when I'm pissin'
Smokin' high grade
She don't taste it if we kissin'
Playin' with her pussy
She wan' taste it off my fingers (For real)
I'm about to nut, shorty
Stay in that position (For real)
Cover up my feelings
That's why I got my hoodie on (I got it on)
Thinkin' 'bout my dead niggas
Then I turn my bully on (Bully on)
Turn the MAC fully on
Air it 'til it's fully gone
All you hear's brrt and a
Skrrt when we pullin' off
Won wars we shoulda lost but we brave hearted
(Brave hearted) hammer in the toolbox
We stash that in the garden
All we got is us, we like Nino in the Carter
Married to the streets
I ain't never need a partner

Grew up in the jungle where they
Say they love you, whole time
They scheming on you
Grew up in a place where they smile in your
Face but they just wanna take it from you
No emotion on my face, yeah
I still feel the pain, i just got used to it
(Still feel the pain)
No emotion on my face, yeah
I still feel the pain, i just got used to it

I said I'll never squeal, wallahi
I never have and I never will
I'm poker-facin' my connect
I need a better deal
Shotty like some B2Bs, it cost eleven bills
Hit a mil but can't lie
Bro, I've been better, still
I heard 'em sayin' "Real rap back"
But I don't really feel that
'Cause how real are these fuckin' niggas
That's makin' this real rap?
Bruv, I ain't chasin' Rated, MOBOs, GRAMMYs
Or BRITS
'Cause I can still go straight back to
My strip and handle my biz i was down bad
Servin' every fiend out of my trenches
Where I'm from, you bust your wap
Go jail and get to benchin'
Beefin' with them boys since fifteen
Still feel the tension
Seen real niggas turn weird for
Some likes and mentions
Gotta play it cool with the industry
It's so depressin'
That's why I'm thankful that I fuckin'
Blew up with my best friend
And did I mention? (What?)
Wrist heavy, brick heavy, well protected
(Okay) put a glizzy on the table
Bet my niggas get to wrestlin'
I ain't stressin' if a nigga took my
Chain or all that dumb shit
Even if it takes a year
We'll pull up at his mum's crib
Dad's crib, I promise, bro
I'll fund all of this dumb shit
Me and paps done three bags
A day eatin' on crumpets
I'm doin' press-ups, drinkin' water
Now I'm feelin' stable rockin' with my wife
My shooters at a different table (No cap)
Men's biggest test, you heard the story
Cain and Abel
Never feel weak, I'm fuckin' (yeah)
Told my lady, "Don't judge"
I'm just a gang gang yout
Bando baby, all the pebs that I run through
I come to court in an all-black suit
Look the prosecution in the face, like
"Fuck you too"
If they love me down, won't bend, won't fold
I'ma come back smiling on all ten toes
I take my Ls, I keep my soul
Hear the fuckin' Devil knockin'
On my front door (yeah)

Grew up in the jungle where they
Say they love you, whole time
They scheming on you
Grew up in a place where they smile in your
Face but they just wanna take it from you
No emotion on my face, yeah
I still feel the pain, i just got used to it
(Still feel the pain)
No emotion on my face, yeah, I still feel
The pain, I just got used to it, uh