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I'm On Video (MV)




Performed By: Smiiles
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Miles Doban
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Smiiles - I'm On Lyrics




Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time keep me a broom don't jam
Watch me flood my wrist like this li'l bitch I'm on
Straight back to the crib she ride me to my songs
I need so much racks that I can't count them all
I just feel like f*ck 'em I can't trust 'em at all

They say who you gonna trust when you need 'em? Just me
I done spent my whole life tryna keep it low key
So yeah I want the Wraith with the peanut butter seats
With the outside looking like Pinot Grigiot
I really been broke so I can't go back
Run a train on life so I'm staying on track
Got a lot of angels watching cuz I ain't dead yet
I done poured liquor out cuz they can't come back
Put my demons on the verse cop the vert then blast
Jimmy Neutron, move out to Calabasas
Kept the stove on for the heat no cap
In a year I'm finna ball like a first round draft pick

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time keep me a broom don't jam
Watch me flood my wrist like this li'l bitch I'm on
Straight back to the crib she ride me to my songs
I need so much racks that I can't count them all
I just feel like f*ck 'em I can't trust 'em at all

Every night I say a prayer that my bros don't die
If chrome is the muscle they a big block ride
Old pains getting better as the time goes by
I still spend a lot of days tryna figure out why
Shit don't change if you really don't want it
Had to do it cuz I love the feel of new money
I'm touching on her thighs and she telling me she love it
I swear that you too broke, my ho out of your budget
I had ramen for some years straight, I know how to chef it
I ain't listen when they talking so I don't get the message
If it ain't blue faces, FaceTime disconnected
Got the weight of the world and I'm finna bench press it

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time keep me a broom don't jam
Watch me flood my wrist like this li'l bitch I'm on
Straight back to the crib she ride me to my songs
I need so much racks that I can't count them all
I just feel like f*ck 'em I can't trust 'em at all
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English

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time keep me a broom don't jam
Watch me flood my wrist like this li'l bitch I'm on
Straight back to the crib she ride me to my songs
I need so much racks that I can't count them all
I just feel like f*ck 'em I can't trust 'em at all

They say who you gonna trust when you need 'em? Just me
I done spent my whole life tryna keep it low key
So yeah I want the Wraith with the peanut butter seats
With the outside looking like Pinot Grigiot
I really been broke so I can't go back
Run a train on life so I'm staying on track
Got a lot of angels watching cuz I ain't dead yet
I done poured liquor out cuz they can't come back
Put my demons on the verse cop the vert then blast
Jimmy Neutron, move out to Calabasas
Kept the stove on for the heat no cap
In a year I'm finna ball like a first round draft pick

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time keep me a broom don't jam
Watch me flood my wrist like this li'l bitch I'm on
Straight back to the crib she ride me to my songs
I need so much racks that I can't count them all
I just feel like f*ck 'em I can't trust 'em at all

Every night I say a prayer that my bros don't die
If chrome is the muscle they a big block ride
Old pains getting better as the time goes by
I still spend a lot of days tryna figure out why
Shit don't change if you really don't want it
Had to do it cuz I love the feel of new money
I'm touching on her thighs and she telling me she love it
I swear that you too broke, my ho out of your budget
I had ramen for some years straight, I know how to chef it
I ain't listen when they talking so I don't get the message
If it ain't blue faces, FaceTime disconnected
Got the weight of the world and I'm finna bench press it

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time keep me a broom don't jam
Watch me flood my wrist like this li'l bitch I'm on
Straight back to the crib she ride me to my songs
I need so much racks that I can't count them all
I just feel like f*ck 'em I can't trust 'em at all
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Writer: Miles Doban
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