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Miles and Miles Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung YuNo
Length: 2:38
Written by: Yusuf Osman




Yung YuNo - Miles and Miles Lyrics




Last Name Work First Name Hard
It's a prison break and we killing every guard
My rhymes break bars let the animals out
Best rappers always come from the motherf*cking south
I've been hungry for the game Imma turn to killer mode
100 Miles on the dash I be speeding down the road
I don't ever look back to the past back to the hard times
Living rough in the hood drugs are the main crime
Bodies drop on the floor blood laying on the street
In October it's a trick you don't ever get a treat
It's so hard living life in the motherf*cking hood
And you open up the fridge just to see there's no more food
And you coming from your school you're a boy that's gotta grow
You're an athlete on the field tryna make it to the pros
So you gotta steal food gotta feed your family
Little crimes turning big man it's growing gradually

I've been running miles and miles
Always switching up my style
Play No games I do not smile
I will be here for a while

Now you wanna rob a bank got a pistol in your hand
Man the hood f*cking turned you to a bad f*cking man
You don't care about your life you just wanna stack the green
You're a fiend to the money guess you got it in your genes
Cause your daddy threw his life tryna lead a f*cking gang
But he killed a f*cking kid everybody heard the bang
They were tryna rob a house they were tryna make it clean
Didn't search every room so the boy was unseen
Sirens coming down the street everybody's runs and flees
But you daddy didn't run man they let that nigga freeze
He was froze he was shocked how the f*ck he killed a kid
Judge slammed down the gavel 20 years to his bid
And you never met your daddy never knew his f*cking name
Now you walking in his steps man your momma is ashamed
Don't do it don't shoot don't rob the f*cking bank
Too late cops came threw the boy inside the jail

I've been running miles and miles
Always switching up my style
Play No games I do not smile
I will be here for a while
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Last Name Work First Name Hard
It's a prison break and we killing every guard
My rhymes break bars let the animals out
Best rappers always come from the motherf*cking south
I've been hungry for the game Imma turn to killer mode
100 Miles on the dash I be speeding down the road
I don't ever look back to the past back to the hard times
Living rough in the hood drugs are the main crime
Bodies drop on the floor blood laying on the street
In October it's a trick you don't ever get a treat
It's so hard living life in the motherf*cking hood
And you open up the fridge just to see there's no more food
And you coming from your school you're a boy that's gotta grow
You're an athlete on the field tryna make it to the pros
So you gotta steal food gotta feed your family
Little crimes turning big man it's growing gradually

I've been running miles and miles
Always switching up my style
Play No games I do not smile
I will be here for a while

Now you wanna rob a bank got a pistol in your hand
Man the hood f*cking turned you to a bad f*cking man
You don't care about your life you just wanna stack the green
You're a fiend to the money guess you got it in your genes
Cause your daddy threw his life tryna lead a f*cking gang
But he killed a f*cking kid everybody heard the bang
They were tryna rob a house they were tryna make it clean
Didn't search every room so the boy was unseen
Sirens coming down the street everybody's runs and flees
But you daddy didn't run man they let that nigga freeze
He was froze he was shocked how the f*ck he killed a kid
Judge slammed down the gavel 20 years to his bid
And you never met your daddy never knew his f*cking name
Now you walking in his steps man your momma is ashamed
Don't do it don't shoot don't rob the f*cking bank
Too late cops came threw the boy inside the jail

I've been running miles and miles
Always switching up my style
Play No games I do not smile
I will be here for a while
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Writer: Yusuf Osman
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