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Suspect (Prod. Kill Miami)

by Malik McPherson

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[Verse 1]
In my own, can't feel my face
Gone in the breeze
Mind tall in the trees
Calm as the leaves in the fall
Peace when I speak to the gods
It's Been on me, from the jump
I ain't been on call
I been on game
4040 like my vision better
You ever lost somebody still living?
That type of hurt will make you move and feel different (Uh)
I was bred to be a king
Lot of niggas ain't around, guess I left em' in the ring (Uh)
And they ain't pick up yet
But still they get the message
Mirror keep me level headed
Vent when I rap, you can feel me in a session
Show a different side like 4-5 dimensions, wait
Work and talent, finna fill my pockets
You can't fake the real, I told you i'm conscious
Momma pray I make it, while they preying on a weakness
Playing with my feelings get you cut before the season
My enemies been closer than I hope for
My closure been these lyrics, why you'll never me see choke up
I need meditation, not no medication
When I'm gone, tell my brothers don't forget to play this
Tell my siblings, you are nothing less than greatness
Royal in yo blood type
Miss me with the punchlines
You missing when it's crunch time

[Hook]
Who am I?
Choose a side
Move aside
It ain't working
What's yo purpose?
Read it all on the surface
Who got me?
Who got time?
Who got love in em'?
Who am I?
Choose a side
Move aside
It ain't working
What's yo purpose?
Read it all on the surface (Aye, aye)
Who got me?
Who got time?
Who got love in em'?

[Verse 2]
When they can't replace you fast enough, they miss you
Going through feelings like a magazine, it's just another issue
Flipping through, I hit the J
The feeling fades away
Hide my heart inside these melodies
Beside the 808s
Am I holding you back?
Nah
How we s'posed to react?
Ahh
Been a product of my environment
Common but needs enlightenment
My people been dying
And I been working on fighting it
Energy feel depleted
Demons feed on this weakness
Put my mind in a box
And my heart in a safe
Closed off from the world
I write myself till I drop
Write me off
You'd be right
If I let you make how I feel
So I fill my mind with these written's
This is way more than a deal
Play the hand I was dealt
Swallow my pride for some help
Ain't got no time to be wasting
Pacing myself in this race
It feel like a marathon
Word to Nip, I carry on
But don't bring no baggage
Pain and Pleasure hard to manage
Took advantage
Thinking

[Hook]
Who am I?
Choose a side
Move aside
It ain't working
What's yo purpose?
Read it all on the surface
Who got me?
Who got time?
Who got love in em'?
Who am I?
Choose a side
Move aside
It ain't working
What's yo purpose?
Read it all on the surface (Aye)
Who got me?
Who got time?
Who got love in em'?

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released October 31, 2019
Produced by Kill Miami
Mixed by Malik McPherson & Renzilla
Mastered by Renzilla
Recorded by Malik McPherson
Original Photo Taken by Eric C. Alexander
Cover Artwork Photo Edited by Renzilla

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