[Intro]
Preditah
Yo, you're always doing things for the 'Gram man
That's not real life B
We're doing this for real life, you get me?
[?]
Preditah
That's right
[Verse 1: Miraa May]
Conversations, I've been waiting to have them
Tryna change the way I speak so that they don't feel so challenged
Can you see the inconsistency? can feel the imbalance
I can tell you either way that all that shit's a distraction
I can tell you either way that all this shit's a distraction
They have no compassion, they're following fashion
Yeah, I'm not involved, take me out of the caption
Don't fit in a box, I fit in a mansion
Can you imagine?
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my anglеs, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got thе cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Verse 2: Miraa May]
Wake up in the morning, money's on my mind
Yeah I keep on yawning 'cause I'm tired from the high
I've been doing this all week
I ain't even had no sleep
Mama's out here calling me
Like "Amira, that bill is due next week"
Thinking, what am I gonna do?
Singing's cool but it just won't do
Considering things that I won't ever do
My mind's racing faster than rockets to the moon
Yeah, now I'm chasing rockets to the moon
Yeah, chasing cloud nine too soon everyday
But I'ma watch them fade away, so sad
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Verse 3: Jme]
I don't want no name, no fame
No chain on my wrist, no watch, no bangle
Don't want a pic, nah fam, I'm a shambles
Don't want shocks like a roman candle
That stress there, man can't handle
A few real friends, yeah, just a handful
That disappear, don't care reappear out the mist, yeah, like Steel Bangles
Yeah, I don't dare
When they need me, I'm always there
When I need them, they're live on set
When I need them, they're live
So big them up
When I was broke, they picked man up
You're on smoke, don't fizz man up
For no joke they'll kick man up
Ronaldo style, fix man up
I said-
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Interlude: Miraa May]
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Outro]
Preditah
Preditah
Preditah
Yo, you're always doing things for the 'Gram man
That's not real life B
We're doing this for real life, you get me?
[?]
Preditah
That's right
[Verse 1: Miraa May]
Conversations, I've been waiting to have them
Tryna change the way I speak so that they don't feel so challenged
Can you see the inconsistency? can feel the imbalance
I can tell you either way that all that shit's a distraction
I can tell you either way that all this shit's a distraction
They have no compassion, they're following fashion
Yeah, I'm not involved, take me out of the caption
Don't fit in a box, I fit in a mansion
Can you imagine?
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my anglеs, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got thе cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Verse 2: Miraa May]
Wake up in the morning, money's on my mind
Yeah I keep on yawning 'cause I'm tired from the high
I've been doing this all week
I ain't even had no sleep
Mama's out here calling me
Like "Amira, that bill is due next week"
Thinking, what am I gonna do?
Singing's cool but it just won't do
Considering things that I won't ever do
My mind's racing faster than rockets to the moon
Yeah, now I'm chasing rockets to the moon
Yeah, chasing cloud nine too soon everyday
But I'ma watch them fade away, so sad
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Verse 3: Jme]
I don't want no name, no fame
No chain on my wrist, no watch, no bangle
Don't want a pic, nah fam, I'm a shambles
Don't want shocks like a roman candle
That stress there, man can't handle
A few real friends, yeah, just a handful
That disappear, don't care reappear out the mist, yeah, like Steel Bangles
Yeah, I don't dare
When they need me, I'm always there
When I need them, they're live on set
When I need them, they're live
So big them up
When I was broke, they picked man up
You're on smoke, don't fizz man up
For no joke they'll kick man up
Ronaldo style, fix man up
I said-
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Interlude: Miraa May]
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Chorus: Miraa May]
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
You don't know my angles, you ain't got the cam
Tryna do a mad ting, always for the 'Gram
[Outro]
Preditah
Preditah
( Miraa May )
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