Lyrics Chris Miles – Can’t Catch Me

Money make everybody happy
Dead aim yeah they tryna trap me
We be on a whole ‘nother wave though
Full speed, boy you can’t catch me

Look
Been in a haze
But I’m sick of sitting in cages
I’m tryna unlock the door, and figure out a way to make it
Lacking patience, need this shit now
Show em the way that I get down
My studio in the ER
‘Cause yeah I got that sick sound
But back to the topic, I’m actually not psychotic
I’m riding with all my people
Doing shit they never thought of
And the, way I be flowing I’m naturally in a pocket
I told young wave I would kill it though
They already know to take caution
Wait a minute (wait a minute)
Slow it down (slow it down)
What they, what they tryna say now, look
I be on my way, it’s about to go down
Think that they can catch me? let’s find out
Uh, ’cause

Money make everybody happy
Dead aim yeah they tryna trap me

I’m about to out do what they did
And about to do amazing
Make em, bend back like the matrix
Homie if you don’t know me, don’t say shit
Lately I’ve been seeing double
But it’s ’cause they’ve got two faces
Yeah they see me causing trouble
But just went into the bases
Like whoa
That’s crazy
I ain’t bragging bro I’m just saying
Chilling up in California, LA
She say I’m on the rage
Just wait till next may
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Go and tell the waitress, I need more of that perrier
Can’t like everybody
Raise your hands up in the air
It’s about to get lit
Try to catch me if you dare
Yeah

Money make everybody happy
Dead aim yeah they tryna trap me
We be on a whole ‘nother wave though
Full speed, boy you can’t catch me (ay)
(full speed, boy you can’t catch me)
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