Try Me Remix Miles Grant (Ft. DeJ Loaf)
"Try Me Remix" by Miles Grant featuring DeJ Loaf is a hip-hop track released in 2014. The song explores themes of resilience, self-assertion, and the challenges of love and trust. With a catchy beat and smooth flow, it emphasizes empowerment and vulnerability. The collaboration showcases DeJ Loaf's distinct style, contributing to its cultural relevance in contemporary hip-hop. #HipHop
[Hook: Dej Loaf]
Let a nigga try me, try me, I'mma get his whole mothafucking family
And I ain't playing with nobody
Fuck around and I'mma catch a body
(x2)
[Verse 1: Miles]
Ay, let a bitch try me, try me, I'mma kill his whole mothafucking family
Dealt with snakes like Medusa, my face is concrete
Pull away them Porsche rims, yeah they super shiny
Growing up with troubled worries but cute and tiny
Dad had thoughts of suicide said "god crucify me"
Then I look up and ask mommy, where will I be
She said "Miles you'll be fine you'll be right beside me"
Your bitch came to my crib to ask bitch will you wife me
Started talkin and she stop me said get inside me
Fuck her like Satan when she ride me, make her eyes bleed
Fuck on the yacht, I'm the captain Sidney Crosby
I got panorama vision like a wide screen
My future bright got more light than a high beam
I always got more green than a lemon icy
Cops could catch with a pound wouldn't penalize me
Smell the henny when I speak wouldn't breathalyze me
They say look into his eyes, it's the devil I see
I'm gonna hide you haters seek try to come and find me
It's the whole entire world and their facin my team
We gon merk who try to hurt us make a fuckin crime scene
We gon blow you like a hurricane, Irene
We put the dye up in the sky and we make it lime green
Got your bitch with 3 years on me yeah she nine-teen
She such like a straw for high c she a dime piece
The shit I'm sellin got good hygiene bud that I breathe
Addicts text me quick and timely saying "I need"
I'm always riding in the Hood and they call me Rodney
Let a nigga try me, try me, I'mma get his whole mothafucking family
And I ain't playing with nobody
Fuck around and I'mma catch a body
(x2)
[Verse 1: Miles]
Ay, let a bitch try me, try me, I'mma kill his whole mothafucking family
Dealt with snakes like Medusa, my face is concrete
Pull away them Porsche rims, yeah they super shiny
Growing up with troubled worries but cute and tiny
Dad had thoughts of suicide said "god crucify me"
Then I look up and ask mommy, where will I be
She said "Miles you'll be fine you'll be right beside me"
Your bitch came to my crib to ask bitch will you wife me
Started talkin and she stop me said get inside me
Fuck her like Satan when she ride me, make her eyes bleed
Fuck on the yacht, I'm the captain Sidney Crosby
I got panorama vision like a wide screen
My future bright got more light than a high beam
I always got more green than a lemon icy
Cops could catch with a pound wouldn't penalize me
Smell the henny when I speak wouldn't breathalyze me
They say look into his eyes, it's the devil I see
I'm gonna hide you haters seek try to come and find me
It's the whole entire world and their facin my team
We gon merk who try to hurt us make a fuckin crime scene
We gon blow you like a hurricane, Irene
We put the dye up in the sky and we make it lime green
Got your bitch with 3 years on me yeah she nine-teen
She such like a straw for high c she a dime piece
The shit I'm sellin got good hygiene bud that I breathe
Addicts text me quick and timely saying "I need"
I'm always riding in the Hood and they call me Rodney
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