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9 Yards Video (MV)




Performed By: Stephen
Featuring: Ghost
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Stephen Smith




Stephen - 9 Yards Lyrics
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[ Featuring Ghost ]

Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Whole nine yards no lead
Spent last summer with the fiends
When you really want it what it means
You gon get it by that's by any means
Anyone coulda ran with a team
Lost a couple aint sharing a dream
All love but it couldn't be me
Man I got a gang to feed
If this record don't pop then the gang won't eat
Shout out to pop
We made out the streets
But I keep a pop
Right under my seat
Run from the dot cuz my sentence complete
I don't wanna talk if I'm upping the heat
If we really oppin' Im the one to beat
But I never been scared of nun'
Run up on him embarrass him
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mil then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Too many people done snaked on me
I lost 200 nights to a fake homie
Two-timing me you got ya name from me
Im like Really whatchu wanna say brodie
I'm the hardest worker in the game in the game homie
You a house boy
You a stay at homie
Stay locked in
No braids on me
You don't want this get away from me
I do a lot but wanna be better than
I wanted more than the drinking and medicine
I want cars million dollar residence
I'm a star you should know that it's evident
Raise the bar or you done I ain't settling
Said it once don't need to be said again
Got my first win and im still pedaling
Get a win and you quit like a sedative
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
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Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Whole nine yards no lead
Spent last summer with the fiends
When you really want it what it means
You gon get it by that's by any means
Anyone coulda ran with a team
Lost a couple aint sharing a dream
All love but it couldn't be me
Man I got a gang to feed
If this record don't pop then the gang won't eat
Shout out to pop
We made out the streets
But I keep a pop
Right under my seat
Run from the dot cuz my sentence complete
I don't wanna talk if I'm upping the heat
If we really oppin' Im the one to beat
But I never been scared of nun'
Run up on him embarrass him
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mil then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Too many people done snaked on me
I lost 200 nights to a fake homie
Two-timing me you got ya name from me
Im like Really whatchu wanna say brodie
I'm the hardest worker in the game in the game homie
You a house boy
You a stay at homie
Stay locked in
No braids on me
You don't want this get away from me
I do a lot but wanna be better than
I wanted more than the drinking and medicine
I want cars million dollar residence
I'm a star you should know that it's evident
Raise the bar or you done I ain't settling
Said it once don't need to be said again
Got my first win and im still pedaling
Get a win and you quit like a sedative
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
Mind running a mile a minute
So impressive they calling me Guinness
I be chillin and mindin my business
But the drama keep draggin me in it
If I gave it to you then forget it
If I make a mill then imma split it
Gotta feed the gang for im finished
Whole nine yards no limits
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Writer: Stephen Smith
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