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Quentin Miller

Made A Mark...

 

Made A Mark...

(album: No(Thanks)... - 2018)


Yuh, aye, yuh

Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta, where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga, I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jigging out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
You don't listen to my music, you just missing out

And we sell verses with the discounts, come get it now
I might slide through for a sec', might be in and out
Might just stay awhile, if that check right I'm sittin down
Dom, Kay and them gon' link me when I'm in the town
Mac already off in Baldwin Hills, he chilling now
Juice, yuh
Pun intended, I feel like 2Pac how I'm getting round
I'm up now, like Up
Like Pixar, no kidding round, it's fuck ya'll, no trust
No convo, no figuring out, ya dig?

Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta, where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga, I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jigging out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
If you don't listen to my music, then you missing out
If you don't listen to my shit then you missing out, nigga

In LA, they calling me country, you know how that go
East side nigga, be full honest, I had hella hoes
Keep that old school, like cat piss and optimals
Hotter than volcano flows, in the Galapagos
Can't stop, I'm always looking like I gotta go
Keep this shit all the way player, that's all you gotta know
Oh you new? I beat the skreet like Creed
Flint OD, you tryna' hit this new weed?
Heard that UTD? Baby that's nonsense
Look at my fit, I need a table of contents
1317, clique tight, so be conscious
And free my niggas being seen on some dime shit, Mac

Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta, where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga, I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jigging out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
If you don't listen to my music, then you missing out
If you don't listen to my shit then you missing out, nigga

Heh heh heh

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