TOO FAR GONE (22') Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Aight' look
It's Myles,
Feeling I'm closing on the throne
Closing on the peak
Feel I'm closing on the foes who opposing when I speak
Still composed,
I'm proposing he who know's it
Know the weak
But who knows it,
Juxtaposing, how he turn the other cheek
Body beats, can't you tell by my physique
Been unique
Cause I been hiding what they seek
While they tweak
Money stinks, I'm tryna reek
Have a peak
Only thing I know for sure
I don't know a thing for sure
Who knows? Know it's not me
Tongue tied, till they team' trip tryna knot me
In a net, my neck nudge, think they caught me
Overheads, they bottom bunk tryna cot me
Thinking that they got me
Underground still I'm over heads
Running tracks I can feel it in my lower legs
Raise the bar, but even now feel my shoulder tense
Until, it's the highest in the room in a sober sense
I never smoke, that's a fact still
But how we moving make me wonder how it lasts till
As I climb, still know this ain't the last hill
Off the grid, national, ain't the gas bill
I'm not tryna be National, I'm tryna be Global
I'm tryna be who they see on the mobile
If they can't see, lens switch, flip the focal
If you thinking Blue soft, I rock hard word to opal
Voice hoarse, I ain't stopping though
For the cheese, make em' drop like they dominoes
For the bread, leave em' baked, while I'm on a roll
They lack class, I rep mine on the honor roll
A-Class with the stick low
I be, young Steph to they brick rows
Black T, chain tucked with a thick cloak
I stop foes, tread lightly make em' tip toe
Here's a tip, I only changed cause I had to
I been working on a record greater than my last few
And to my haters that's the bad news
I got more in store, y'all be more soulless than some flat shoes
Feel I'm climbing to the top, I don't plan to slow
Parabola increase, the very least I plan to go
And won't plateau
I be reaching for the stars when I race, some' like Scan 2 go
So I'm reaching for the stars, I'm reaching for the sun
Feel I'm teaching I'll be reaching, I'm a speak it till it's done
I ain't talking to the leaches, who be leaching some we won
I ain't preaching to the preachers to be seeking till he numb
God sent he who sends God
Into the minds and the mouths who pretend God
Against odds, God descends, who depends on
Those who tend to defend texts against odds
Scriptures, Every verse I write
It's gets worse, the texts hurt, then the curse'll height
The shine sun my skin soothed, I rehearse at night
When day comes, verbatim, I'm the worst to spite
Petty some say that I claim to be
Still they trip when they talk, speaking vacantly
I'm Moving up, they stupid stuck where I would hate to be
But I'm back I be waiting, writing latently
Latency
I ain't sleep, up late and see
How it pays off, no day jobs they gon' wait and see
I make hits, they make bricks, they a masonry
Throne what I'm chasing, when I'm racing they awaiting me
Lately, I been moving vagrancy
While they talking so blatantly
I been tryna get lost