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Off My Chest Video (MV)




Performed By: Malik Naim
Length: 2:44
Written by: Naim Owens
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Malik Naim - Off My Chest Lyrics




They like to talk but they aint with the violence
Why when you see me you always stay silent
This is my lane it will run up your mileage
Wrist be so icy, its frozen in diamonds
Who do you trust, when their feelings be fickle
They cross you over, spin move, double dribble
You wanted clout, but the fame isn't simple
Coming at me, the TL, knows you simple
I got some things I should get off my chest
Money be easy, but love got me stressed
Shawty who loved me, she dragging my name
But she in my messages sounding so pressed
I let her go and she sounding depressed
But swear when you see me, you coming correct
They hearing my vibes and they feeling impressed
But get off my stage you aint part of my set
Ex girl was a insta model, new shawty whole role model
Everyone lit I don't drink from no bottles
Some of you leaning, pop pills on the throttle
Double my money, you swear its a dopple
Cuzzo links with me, we hitting the lotto
Don't love on no thotties , they carry these bodies
They setting you up, they just wanted fame
It doesn't matter go lie on my name
Shawties be mad they got kicked out the gang
Snakes all around me they showing their fangs
I'm in a movie got snakes on the plane
Just came from cali, that haze had me gone
Sparking right under the golden gate's arms
Live in my bag, man the money's my home
Y'all tweeting and broke, I'm rich in my zone
I got some things I should get off my chest
Rappers want money, invest in the trap
But some of you swear you with all of that
You aint seen a gun, at the fight you gon sweat
Scared out your mind, cause you doing the most
Ain't sippin champagne but we do throw a toast
For all of them niggas who stepped in my lane
Who couldn't 't keep up so they lost everything
I aint no shooter but I'll make it bang
Might hate me, respect me, don't matter to me
I'm catching flights, coming back with duffle
Only come back if my niggas in trouble
If you my brudda then we gon hustle
I'm handsome and gifted, my girl said I'm special
Demons in me swear they said we gon battle
Devil made threats but I know he be fragile
I was so west coast I'm back with Ahki
We in streets like our names sesame
All of this Fitnah I don't see a thing
All of this Fitnah I flip it to deeds
Keep it so straight call this joint mustaqeem
Standing alone naw I'm with native deen
Angels came in painted me up a scene
My name is Malik, in arabee King
Swear on Qur'an you just doing what's best
Hating on me cause I got what you lack
Say bismillah while I'm cutting your neck
Just so we know that your death is still blessed
You wanted action, so we brought the static
You running your mouth, don't play with your life
I been Lowkey for a year and I'm just waking up
With a thousand reasons why to shine
Forget all them haters, who sit in the bleachers
Their rumors aint nothing won't mess up the shot
I do not busy myself in this dunya
Heaven's the only place I take shot
I'm like the sunrise your boy finna rise
Off of my chest I aint dropping no lies
Off of my chest, I aint picking no fights
But if you come at me, we ending your life

It's off of my chest
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They like to talk but they aint with the violence
Why when you see me you always stay silent
This is my lane it will run up your mileage
Wrist be so icy, its frozen in diamonds
Who do you trust, when their feelings be fickle
They cross you over, spin move, double dribble
You wanted clout, but the fame isn't simple
Coming at me, the TL, knows you simple
I got some things I should get off my chest
Money be easy, but love got me stressed
Shawty who loved me, she dragging my name
But she in my messages sounding so pressed
I let her go and she sounding depressed
But swear when you see me, you coming correct
They hearing my vibes and they feeling impressed
But get off my stage you aint part of my set
Ex girl was a insta model, new shawty whole role model
Everyone lit I don't drink from no bottles
Some of you leaning, pop pills on the throttle
Double my money, you swear its a dopple
Cuzzo links with me, we hitting the lotto
Don't love on no thotties , they carry these bodies
They setting you up, they just wanted fame
It doesn't matter go lie on my name
Shawties be mad they got kicked out the gang
Snakes all around me they showing their fangs
I'm in a movie got snakes on the plane
Just came from cali, that haze had me gone
Sparking right under the golden gate's arms
Live in my bag, man the money's my home
Y'all tweeting and broke, I'm rich in my zone
I got some things I should get off my chest
Rappers want money, invest in the trap
But some of you swear you with all of that
You aint seen a gun, at the fight you gon sweat
Scared out your mind, cause you doing the most
Ain't sippin champagne but we do throw a toast
For all of them niggas who stepped in my lane
Who couldn't 't keep up so they lost everything
I aint no shooter but I'll make it bang
Might hate me, respect me, don't matter to me
I'm catching flights, coming back with duffle
Only come back if my niggas in trouble
If you my brudda then we gon hustle
I'm handsome and gifted, my girl said I'm special
Demons in me swear they said we gon battle
Devil made threats but I know he be fragile
I was so west coast I'm back with Ahki
We in streets like our names sesame
All of this Fitnah I don't see a thing
All of this Fitnah I flip it to deeds
Keep it so straight call this joint mustaqeem
Standing alone naw I'm with native deen
Angels came in painted me up a scene
My name is Malik, in arabee King
Swear on Qur'an you just doing what's best
Hating on me cause I got what you lack
Say bismillah while I'm cutting your neck
Just so we know that your death is still blessed
You wanted action, so we brought the static
You running your mouth, don't play with your life
I been Lowkey for a year and I'm just waking up
With a thousand reasons why to shine
Forget all them haters, who sit in the bleachers
Their rumors aint nothing won't mess up the shot
I do not busy myself in this dunya
Heaven's the only place I take shot
I'm like the sunrise your boy finna rise
Off of my chest I aint dropping no lies
Off of my chest, I aint picking no fights
But if you come at me, we ending your life

It's off of my chest
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Writer: Naim Owens
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