
Smiling Back (J. Cole Remix) 10 Wormz (Ft. OTC Sean)
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[Verse 3: 10KNYX]
How to be active?
The bullets clapping
Reactions is getting passive
My passion is getting tested
Assassins come for the cabbage
I’m lacking modes of attacking
My bros might fold like a napkin
I’m passive but passionately saying “fuck you”
Niggas gone diss while they duck you
Give love and act like they punked you
They want a plate while you up to
Fuck is you up to?
Then you erupt and it’s fuck you
Well fuck it, we ball
I ain’t a hero
You gotta be bold
We gotta seek hope
My niggas seen ropes
The mind’s deep roads
All these holes in my goals
We just go for thе gold
Known as a nigga in my deep soul
Doubt gets bigger when I pеak though
Holding the trigger, kids see ghosts
Squeezing the gleeko
What’s the heat for?
God, you took the best Migo
You think an opp’s your amigo
They want entertainment, they don’t see hope
Fickle world that I breath on
Popped you all for some C-Notes
Or some pride
My eyes just see the lies
My cries are bona fide
These rides are in my mind
Deep sighs, we need some shine
We find some new sublime
But you died in your prime
How to be active?
The bullets clapping
Reactions is getting passive
My passion is getting tested
Assassins come for the cabbage
I’m lacking modes of attacking
My bros might fold like a napkin
I’m passive but passionately saying “fuck you”
Niggas gone diss while they duck you
Give love and act like they punked you
They want a plate while you up to
Fuck is you up to?
Then you erupt and it’s fuck you
Well fuck it, we ball
I ain’t a hero
You gotta be bold
We gotta seek hope
My niggas seen ropes
The mind’s deep roads
All these holes in my goals
We just go for thе gold
Known as a nigga in my deep soul
Doubt gets bigger when I pеak though
Holding the trigger, kids see ghosts
Squeezing the gleeko
What’s the heat for?
God, you took the best Migo
You think an opp’s your amigo
They want entertainment, they don’t see hope
Fickle world that I breath on
Popped you all for some C-Notes
Or some pride
My eyes just see the lies
My cries are bona fide
These rides are in my mind
Deep sighs, we need some shine
We find some new sublime
But you died in your prime
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