Raak - Miss Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Packy] Took the muzzle off I'm brand spankin' new Amazing how you get the love when you start makin' loot My sh** was cold off rip But you ain't hear me, right? Now I got everyone's attention You gon' hear tonight This the takeover All your questions gettin' answered Now the wait's over I had to live Felt like somethin' had to give, it did And now I'm havin' life changin' conversation with the people that I started with No more livin' two lives We do this Struggle made me humble Success made me the rudest Tell me how I changed up No sh** I came up If I stayed the same then my whole team would be back home with that pay cut I took the stairs They still waitin' on elevators Nobody outworkin' me We go wherever the hell I take us [Cricket chirp] That's the sound of my haters man Don't give me no two cents Every penny I got, I made it man West coast posted But I stay Michigan like a b**h It take more than changin' location to make all my loyalty switch I'm down for mine That's word to the clique my G I should say names of the cats who laughed at the kid Now they on my D Yep It's do or die now We gon' find out Who am I now Load the whip and we ride out Underground, 'bout time that we climb out My dude No deal yet but I'm cool Don't take me for no fool Talkin' that bull Like I'mma see all my money in full Hah [Hook] Miss me That can miss me Miss me That sh** can miss me Miss me That can miss me Miss me Yep [Verse 2: Packy] We got our own movement They try to claim us I just want the fam to eat The fam wants to be famous Who am I to say no? We came this far, right? People hit the phone Tryna hit the town I be in the stu' with Moe-T doin' this all night Yep This don't just happen Go through what I been through, you'd quit rappin' How would I feel if I made it off bullsh**? Lot of these other cats need to quit actin' No g**nin' No drug dealin' I'm game changin' I'm uphill And my team winnin' off late nights Anybody gonna hate But they don't hate twice White boy from the 'burbs That's all right Gentleman to the girls That's all right People wanna say sh** See me in the booth Got verses of the year For they a** all night Pacco Honey that dark horse be my black bird We could get Flacco money Then they'll say we sold out We just laugh to the bank Baby that so funny What the deal is I ain't never signed one I be where the real is You know My team two player, two coach I be in the game like Kukoc Went from uno to two choes I ain't even recruit those When I'm on the mic it's a funeral I put the beat in the ground and write on the tombstone It's me b**h If the beat's dead then you know I'm wavy huh? Lot of these cats fugazy huh? Imma​ do me Straight five one sev L-town, that sh** made me, huh? Don't say sh** I'm in the zone that you don't play with I see the critics Give it a minute Matter of time before they on my d-dick Hah