Lyrics:
(Sue me)
A-Player
I'm in the kitchen for the cheese, breadwinning flows (Yaeh)
By the time they hear this tape dawg I might just blow
They thought I
off if you try to steal
I need me a grammy and me a mill
Since a youngin been in that field
OGs taking me on a drill
In school I can't even sit still
the minimal (ha)
Everything about us still live by the principle (ha)
Can't put it in the hands of fate, ain't nobody got time to wait
You say now you
the minimal (ha)
Everything about us still live by the principle (ha)
Can't put it in the hands of fate, ain't nobody got time to wait
You say now you
really gon' die
45 leave 'em sky high
Leave 'em like Walt Disney
He tried to slide on me but the opp missed me
(What, aye)
I got so many niggas tryna off
, you know
Uh, here go, here go my licensee right here
Okay"
Trunk full of yola (yola), here's the situation ('uation)
Flash light in my eyes, he
a nigga over in the Rolls if he in the way
I'm loaded, racked up loaded
Back up nigga, I'm way too frozen
Hundred pill rolling bet she love me by
a hardened
Reflective panel in an alley
He is the most wanted hitman in the
Worldlet's say he has an elite clientele
Deadshot’s call
Currently on the speaker
told
On the road to the riches
All that glitters isn't gold
Play play play by the rules
Asking Jesus to walk with me
Like he in my shoes
Apparently, I
that cursed furnace room
Just like the Hebrew children he was walking in the fire
He was burned and scarred but he was not consumed
Burned and scarred
the revolution by wearing a tech, nigga
Wake up show, still sleep, time to wake up tho
Might see me with the Mac, but it ain't make up, yo
I make up flows, cake
old
And if they live to be a hundred and one
They're still gonna die young
Let the world turn
Let the years drift by
The fire will burn
In
I'm an official mack, Lex coupe triple black
Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche
My destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die, he
Had a dream I was outta field
They like d keep dreaming and get you that mill
One false move like pass me the still
Like
One false move ima aim for
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
Ho! Ho! Ho!
He go by the name of Kardinal niggas! (Yeah)
Looky here, here
Look who fronted and snuck in the rear, rear
Imported like a Red
of mine
Sometimes I sit by the fire place
And smile when I think of the sunflower days
Even the best things come to an end but
He wasn't just a dog, he
the counter?
I need 'em bruh
Yeah, let 'em in
Aye, open the door nigga
I need 50 of them pretty mills, this nigga at the store
He waiting right now, Gucci
inherently keeps you moving
Even though my grandpas dead... I still wonder how he's doing
The heart dies but time is limitless
We try increments but no one
still
"Mill Bingo is my bag" became "Bingo is my bag Mill"
Favorite ice cream - "no fucking strawberry"
Belly by Dunkin' Donuts filled with that
to sell it by the zone
Gah damn
The police won't leave me lone
But I still don't give a damn
Pull up ima hit 'em with a smash
Put a bullet in they ass
Don't
the trap still
So if rap dont work, the trap will
I was repping Highbury
Way back in the late 90s
From an early age I let the streetlife hype me
Big for my
He's the, he's the biggest sucker in the industry (facts)
We gotta talk about Tory Lanez and Megan Thee Stallion
Kaash is looking for you, dawg
Ima do it I know that I will
Fully focused I'm chasing a mill
Counting these bills
House in the hills, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I be doing me
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