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shorty mic - stay out my lane lyrics

[intro: shorty mic]

yeah, uh huh
you know i don’t work for free right
so uh, if you ain’t got my scratch
then get the f+ck out my face
you heard, n0body wanna hear that sh+t anyway

[chorus: shorty mic]

you want something give me my doh ‘cause you know i don’t work for free
i’m telling you now homeboy you don’t want to f+ck with me
stunt around here get clapped ‘cause you can’t keep switching lanes
don’t you under estimate me ‘cause you know that i bring the pain
stay the f+ck out my lane

[verse 1: shorty mic]

i came from the bottom (yeah) where the sh+t gets thick (uh huh)
it’s a dog eat dog world coming up in this sh+t (growls)
everybody want to see you fail but not me
i suffer from success like it’s a deadly disease
a lot of rappers in the game but only few flow fatal (d+mn)
that’s why i’m k!lling these motherf+ckers off like kane did able (i k!ll you)
you got no foundation, you can’t box with the kid
‘cause i’ma pop your top off just like a champagne lid
you ain’t built for my lane only the real ride here (you can’t ride)
i see the b+tch in you your in your feelings like your on your menstrual
grab your pad and pencil write those rhymes n0body listens to (n0body)
numbers don’t lie that’s why it hurts when i speak the truth (haha)
motherf+ckers out here acting like they bodied mic
but really they just bodied themselves the harakiri type (bye bye)
like an awkward silence i’m here to make you uncomfortable
we’re not on the same level look at me looking down at you
(look at me looking down)
[chorus: shorty mic]

[bridge: shorty mic]

i told you not to f+ck with me yeah i told you not to f+ck with me
(what what)
look at you you’s a bum to me crushing rappers is a luxury
(yeah yeah)
i stay at the top of my game ain’t n0body gonna top me man
(ha ha)
n0body do me like me so motherf+cker stay out my lane
(gunshot)

[verse 2: shorty mic]

my diet bad ‘cause i’m eating rappers like fast food (uh)
your centre balance off that’s why n0body can stand you (haha)
i blast through put holes in you the size of dinner plates
i can be the best in your home town from a different state (yeah)
battle me like closed road you better find a different route
like a negative and a positive i can phase you out (gone)
speak my name for clout but it didn’t work now your ass is hurt
you got nothing to back you like when miley cyrus twerks (i said make it clap b+tch)
your time is over no baking soda my sh+t is raw
i bring war like you just kicked down my mama door (it’s on now)
yeah you’re hated it’s something that you don’t understand
i’ll take your haters and turn them into some shorty fans (ha they’re mine)
i don’t f+ck with p+ssies in a way you can say i’m celibate
if you ain’t doing my numbers then your ass irrelevant (get out my face)
rappers mad ‘cause i’m taking food straight from their plates
bunch of oxymorons motherf+ckers just love to hate
(you motherf+ckers love to hate)
[chorus: shorty mic]

[bridge: shorty mic]

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