I've been on the road putting miles on these Michelins
Tryna stack my paper, yeah, that's what the mission is
Young nigga, I got motion out in Michigan
I can't ever fall, if I do, I bet I'll spin again
Draco hold 30, big stick, I f*ck on lil shawty, my shirt still got her lipstick
She pop it for blues, yeah I call her my lil slim thick
I got nothin' to prove, baby, I know I'm a misfit
Ride with my dawg, he a hunnid, I know
Every nigga round me family, yeah, talking kinfolk
Gotta put on for my people, I can't get lazy
You been sleep but on the low, yeah, I been goin' crazy
I was a kid, but I'm feelin' grown now
Packed up my bags, I moved to my own house
Prayin' that they feel me, I don't got no roll out
I just get inside the booth and then I pour my soul out
I've been on the road putting miles on these Michelins
Tryna stack my paper, yeah, that's what the mission is
Young nigga, I got motion out in Michigan
I can't ever fall, if I do, I bet I'll spin again
Draco hold 30, big stick, I f*ck on lil shawty, my shirt still got her lipstick
She pop it for blues, yeah I call her my lil slim thick
I got nothin' to prove, baby, I know I'm a misfit
Ducey Gold - SPIN AGAIN Lyrics
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I've been on the road putting miles on these Michelins
Tryna stack my paper, yeah, that's what the mission is
Young nigga, I got motion out in Michigan
I can't ever fall, if I do, I bet I'll spin again
Draco hold 30, big stick, I f*ck on lil shawty, my shirt still got her lipstick
She pop it for blues, yeah I call her my lil slim thick
I got nothin' to prove, baby, I know I'm a misfit
Ride with my dawg, he a hunnid, I know
Every nigga round me family, yeah, talking kinfolk
Gotta put on for my people, I can't get lazy
You been sleep but on the low, yeah, I been goin' crazy
I was a kid, but I'm feelin' grown now
Packed up my bags, I moved to my own house
Prayin' that they feel me, I don't got no roll out
I just get inside the booth and then I pour my soul out
I've been on the road putting miles on these Michelins
Tryna stack my paper, yeah, that's what the mission is
Young nigga, I got motion out in Michigan
I can't ever fall, if I do, I bet I'll spin again
Draco hold 30, big stick, I f*ck on lil shawty, my shirt still got her lipstick
She pop it for blues, yeah I call her my lil slim thick
I got nothin' to prove, baby, I know I'm a misfit
Tryna stack my paper, yeah, that's what the mission is
Young nigga, I got motion out in Michigan
I can't ever fall, if I do, I bet I'll spin again
Draco hold 30, big stick, I f*ck on lil shawty, my shirt still got her lipstick
She pop it for blues, yeah I call her my lil slim thick
I got nothin' to prove, baby, I know I'm a misfit
Ride with my dawg, he a hunnid, I know
Every nigga round me family, yeah, talking kinfolk
Gotta put on for my people, I can't get lazy
You been sleep but on the low, yeah, I been goin' crazy
I was a kid, but I'm feelin' grown now
Packed up my bags, I moved to my own house
Prayin' that they feel me, I don't got no roll out
I just get inside the booth and then I pour my soul out
I've been on the road putting miles on these Michelins
Tryna stack my paper, yeah, that's what the mission is
Young nigga, I got motion out in Michigan
I can't ever fall, if I do, I bet I'll spin again
Draco hold 30, big stick, I f*ck on lil shawty, my shirt still got her lipstick
She pop it for blues, yeah I call her my lil slim thick
I got nothin' to prove, baby, I know I'm a misfit
Writer: Cameron McAdoo, Elisha Fuller
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