Quentin Miller - To Turning 26...

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Yeah
Nick Miles, Quentin Miller
What a time, ooh
Ay, here come the package
Here come the package
Come the package, ay
Ooh, here come the
Yeah, here come the package
I deliver the package
Wrap up the package
Watch me send you the package, yeah
Niggas was sleepin', I bet they won’t do that again
No they ain’t gon do that, again no they ain’t gon do that again
Linked up with Nick again, and he sending the package in
I hit up my drug man and he sending the package in
Back on the pack again, I’m back on that pack again
No nigga we are not friends we ain’t even gon act like friends
Skrrt, back in the whip that I push like the latest Benz
I take pride in the shit I acquired you hated man, yeah
They want the wave, they want the wave again
But I cannot save you, I cannot save you man, yeah
I’m back on that bullshit, my niggas back on that bullshit
Y’all niggas ain’t doin' shit, all my niggas is doin' shit
Thought you could intimidate me, niggas thought they could ruin it
But Ima keep movin' it, I’ma keep movin' it
Oh I got enemies now, dudes wanna injury me now
Niggas pretend to be down, shit go down ain’t nowhere to be found
I can’t be friends with these rappers
I can’t pretend with these rappers
I put an end to these rappers
1317 you bastards
Back on the pack again
I got the pack again, I got the pack again
Me and Nick got the pack again, we got the pack again
Niggas slept on once before, I bet they won’t do that again
Holy flow, holy flow, I should just move to the Vatican
Hottest flow, hottest flow, hotter than June in Nevada man
Not from the six in Toronto, the six in Atlantastan
that’s Decatur, Georgia
26 years ago today, it’s my birthday
Winnett county, what’s happening
Yeah, that shit really made a nigga, not gonna flex
Gwinett county kid
I really stayed on snapfinger, yeah
I really used to jog every day on Glenwood
I really used to uh, take that bus, I think it was that 86 to east lake
And ride the train all the way to North Springs just to sell cable for Comcast
Back when I was sleepin' in the kitchen at Wall crib, what it do
It’s a lot more to a nigga you know, y’all tryna box me in
Trap me in a certain story
I’m 26 years old today, you know
There’s a lot more to me than y’all think
Yeah, niggas really shed blood over this, over this rap beef shit
And I didn’t even ask to be apart of it
And I’m just tryna make some money to feed my daughter
But I’m wrong for that right?
Ight then