Lyrics:
Got damn!! Barley makin rent hope I make a mill (barely gettin by)
There was days | hadda starve fore I ate uh meal (getting by)
Check to check how I
see a mill before the casket
My young Nigga a fool I call him shaqtin
He keep a tool robbed a Nigga soon as he seen him get his back end
Left some
fuck that nigga life up if he let me (on God)
I don't do the internet, bitch, it be messy
Opp in the party, get popped like a fetti
Ain't impressed by
Let the Holy Ghost fire burn all the bad people in town
Dekumzy
And still with Gucheano
Hit the flow
Yo!
You wanna jazz me
But Jesus has me
You
the Sun would still stand out for its brightness if not for the warm light of the fire, visible from a small ravine below the farthest hill. By the time he
bars be on fire
315's in the back still black magic on the tires
Girl that's S.D0t you don't know he on fire
Scared up and black like Omar from the wire
on the beaches
But don't get it confused
Said he still got moves
Where the wrong colors niggas end up
On the news like Sal
Like Durant in a dream then I'm right
he's just your run-of-the-mill dragon, you know.
St. George: Mmm-hmm. Yes, Sir. You can go now.
Knave: Hey, by the way, how you gonna catch him?
St.
Hey now!
The iron gates clang in a steel mill town
A man breaks down to that unemployment sound
He takes a last walk down that old coast road
In
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
tell u he ain't shit
(Ugh) a few of us went our separate ways
And we may not kick it wit each other everyday
But they still my brothers in each and every
a million no cap
Made me a mill but still rolling like gru
They all thought I'ma fool like the minions too
Elon musk made me a bill and invested in tesla
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
Nine mills with the livin dead
Yo is that how you handle your businesses
Yo still in this battlefield violence being born
But yo shitty year but
better cut it out (Stop it)
You still live in the projects at yo' mother house (Ha-ha)
Kodak was on Ebro show and he walked out
How you gon' try to talk
just business, no disrespect intended
To he who feel offended, a beatdown cannot be prevented
Big hit it, the game I'm deep in it, until my Yankee
just business, no disrespect intended
To he who feel offended, a beatdown cannot be prevented
Big hit it, the game I'm deep in it, until my Yankee
meeting gotta chop it up with Walt
Bitch we all C.E.O's it's Just Doe
Thoughts overlapping and crashing
I know it's magic in the start I started losing my
Cause I'm hustling, trying to come up on a Mill
They wasn't fucking me when I was up in the field
Now it's Different By Choice like, who wanted a deal?
feel
Cause I’m hustling, trying to come up on a Mill
They wasn’t fucking me when I was up in the field
Now it’s Different By Choice like, who wanted
to the saw mill the saw key broke
Oh he's as strong as an ox and as wide as a moat
But by night it's always the same he's like I wanna go home
And go home
brawlin' on the ground
The cop pulls his pistol and fires off a round
Yo he should of got a job, should of went to class
Now he's layin' all alone, still
groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's
Pussy flawless, get wetted in worms
If you only knew like Aaliyah
How your man be hawking me and stalking me
When he fucking you he see me
Every crack
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