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No. 10 Video (MV)




Performed By: 180 Mir
Length: 2:25
Written by: Jamir B




180 Mir - No. 10 Lyrics
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Don't got a fye, but I walk with the heat
I make it spark when I hop on the beat
Hop in the coupe and I let up my feet
I can be chill, but it comes with the heat
I step with the homies; we move like a league
Summertime's over, but I still got a breeze
Cook in the stu, cuz I gotta eat
Switch up my style, they wanna be me
Shooting the 3's, it's 777
Move like a demon, but I'm pointing to heaven
Everyday thing, it's 24/7
We keep it going like 7-Eleven
Praying them numbers, 11:11
The way that I preach, I sound like a Reverend
I'm with the wolves the way I be stepping
Let's have a sit-down, I'm teaching a lesson
I ain't no Ye, I'm really Atlanta
I'm in the city of murderers and scammers
You mess with me, I change up the standards
I really don't know them, they're just some randoms
I don't like to hide, might have to go phantom
180 too raw, they want it on camera
I've been getting streams like Kai and Fanum
Love all my bruddas, no home Alabama
Moving in silence, but I'm not a creep
Keeping it positive, keeping it P
Don't want to talk, they wanna talk to me
I don't do the talking, cuz talking ain't cheap
I ain't Tay Keith, but I'm taking they keys
Going back red, I turned to a beast
The streets getting dirty, I might have to sweep
I see all the birds, but don't hear a peep
I hit em up close like an earphone
Money on my head like a pillow
Spider creeping like a Widow
They spying on me, want the info
Info
Info
Man, they really want the info
I'm looking out like the window
And imma stand on ten toes
Don't got a fye, but I walk with the heat
I make it spark when I hop on the beat
Hop in the coupe and I let up my feet
I can be chill, but it comes with the heat
I step with the homies; we move like a league
Summertime's over, but I still got a breeze
Cook in the stu, cuz I gotta eat
Switch up my style, they wanna be me
Shooting the 3's, it's 777
Move like a demon, but I'm pointing to heaven
Everyday thing, it's 24/7
We keep it going like 7-Eleven
Praying them numbers, 11:11
The way that I preach, I sound like a Reverend
I'm with the wolves the way I be stepping
Let's have a sit-down, I'm teaching a lesson
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Don't got a fye, but I walk with the heat
I make it spark when I hop on the beat
Hop in the coupe and I let up my feet
I can be chill, but it comes with the heat
I step with the homies; we move like a league
Summertime's over, but I still got a breeze
Cook in the stu, cuz I gotta eat
Switch up my style, they wanna be me
Shooting the 3's, it's 777
Move like a demon, but I'm pointing to heaven
Everyday thing, it's 24/7
We keep it going like 7-Eleven
Praying them numbers, 11:11
The way that I preach, I sound like a Reverend
I'm with the wolves the way I be stepping
Let's have a sit-down, I'm teaching a lesson
I ain't no Ye, I'm really Atlanta
I'm in the city of murderers and scammers
You mess with me, I change up the standards
I really don't know them, they're just some randoms
I don't like to hide, might have to go phantom
180 too raw, they want it on camera
I've been getting streams like Kai and Fanum
Love all my bruddas, no home Alabama
Moving in silence, but I'm not a creep
Keeping it positive, keeping it P
Don't want to talk, they wanna talk to me
I don't do the talking, cuz talking ain't cheap
I ain't Tay Keith, but I'm taking they keys
Going back red, I turned to a beast
The streets getting dirty, I might have to sweep
I see all the birds, but don't hear a peep
I hit em up close like an earphone
Money on my head like a pillow
Spider creeping like a Widow
They spying on me, want the info
Info
Info
Man, they really want the info
I'm looking out like the window
And imma stand on ten toes
Don't got a fye, but I walk with the heat
I make it spark when I hop on the beat
Hop in the coupe and I let up my feet
I can be chill, but it comes with the heat
I step with the homies; we move like a league
Summertime's over, but I still got a breeze
Cook in the stu, cuz I gotta eat
Switch up my style, they wanna be me
Shooting the 3's, it's 777
Move like a demon, but I'm pointing to heaven
Everyday thing, it's 24/7
We keep it going like 7-Eleven
Praying them numbers, 11:11
The way that I preach, I sound like a Reverend
I'm with the wolves the way I be stepping
Let's have a sit-down, I'm teaching a lesson
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Writer: Jamir B
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