Chris Miles

Chris Miles - Off The Chain lyrics

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Yeah, see you, huh!

OK, I stay fly, it’s like I’m on another planet

Then they say that I’m a problem, but you lames are not the answer

I’m the man of all this mad stuff, trying to get my pack up,

East Side, while I’m rapping here, I keep flows like samurais.

I head it up and I stay grounded, hundred step but I ain’t counting

Hungry for success, and I ain’t stopping until I…

You lame ass gets…

Don’t try, that’s kamikaze!

They see me getting big and now my haters blue, that… flow

You’re one and…me, I don’t really care what you think

Got my clique by my side in here and boy, we gonna make that back!

Don’t forget the modern dudes who say I suck cause of my age

I guess we’re on another bench, while would I care out what they say

I’m just trying to reach the top and they go crazy up on stage

I’mma do… and make my haters believe, boy

All I do is grinding, man, I’m heading for the picking

Mr. Chrisl Miles, I’m only messing with the beat!

Hook:

We’re gonna get this paper, man

This stuff is not a game, oh

I’mma stay the same through the money and the fame

I got haters who don’t like me, but I do not give a damn

F Y I shake ‘em off, off the chain!

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain bruh, saying you’re laying here

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain bruh, saying you’re laying here

Oh, stop, aim for the top!

Tell your favorite rapper I’m taking the spot

A little more… was just mixing the pop

Now I’m here doing me and they’re hitting the line

Patience is running out low, hater!

Spin for low like a tour, dealer

So soul chamber, my soul chain,

Because I never talk about a moment I

I’m born hard man, no pardon, we’re getting green like Tarzan

Keep it 300 hundred like…

I eat it big cause I’m starving

We be flyer than Marvin or a more…than a starship

I bargain with the ill sound

That stuff that shake your cartilage.

We are sick like arsenic, build it up like… text

I got nothing, but I’m more to get

So step aside and I’mm give ‘em the best!

I’m gonna be living with them,

And I’mma be doing the rhythm to get them tripping

In the second they’re getting the windows I’mma leave it to death

Because the more they get to talking, everybody say it goes

But how the kids is a mess.

I’mma rap the beat, can’t defeat and these records that they sent to me

And I’m a receipt for disaster

I wanna travel and I’mma show ‘em who the master!

That’s a nasty with the flow

And I’m sagging with my bros

Man, I’m off the freaking chain

And that’s all I’ll ever know, go!

Hook:

We’re gonna get this paper, man

This stuff is not a game, oh

I’mma stay the same through the money and the fame

I got haters who don’t like me, but I do not give a damn

F Y I shake ‘em off, off the chain!

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain bruh, saying you’re laying here

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain, yeah

I’m off the chain bruh, saying you’re laying here

Thanks to rose for correcting these lyrics

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