Lyrics:
Ima miss the millions
When I spend it all
To find the missing millions
Thinking I'm getting Rich
Just to ditch civilians
I want find the answers
the one that makes you rush home
I want to be the one you wait for by the phone
I want to be the one who is the brunt of your jokes
I want to be the one
a lot of bread but I'm stuck in the system
There's no one like me cah I'm one in million
Never ask for your help but ask for assistance
I don't ever
for breakfast
So I beat I'm losing my breath man
Givenchy come straight off the shelf
Shawty like me I tell by her stare
I want to rock out the stages
that's just how I feel"
(Ahh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeahhh
Ohh ohh
Woah, uhhh
Fucking til the sun come up, don't wanna stop
Closer to your body, I don't even
sitting tall, ghost behind your eyes
Don't rush me, I just want a little more time
Everyone grows older We all just wanna start again
Don't rush me, I just
And I'm a general that's spittin flows and peelin hoes
Smokin dope, drinkin XO, but don't fuck with no chemicals
Your wifey want to try me, hook up and give
well you don't want to feel the shell
Nigga I've been down by the law
Gun to my head, pressed dead to the wall
I got big balls and bullets like baseballs
on or gotta stroll home,
Well number one, keep your hand on your gun,
And don't (don't) trust (trust) anyone (anyone, one, one)
Oh, you can't trust nobody
when I'm not sincere
Come sit on my lap you're a hot mess, dear
Your face kinda resembles a lochness, weird
I can tell by the easiest smell that's all
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
Don't mean to brag and boast, but I be fresher than most
Ran through my first million
to a million for y'all
If I never make it to the ending
Don't stop for me dawg
Hard to imagine me too busy
No time for a call
Hard to imagine me too big, I
Maybe we can chill you out by chopping off your dick!
Sister and brother, hate one another
You really are pathetic, and you call me a slut
Then you walk
the hooptie when I could be in a Camry
Don't say the bar is hella sweet like some candy
Cause honestly your honesty could really come in handy
I got the data
that I want so I drove off
Every bill get a better check, show off
Pinky ring on Tom Brady, I'm throwed off
Swear by it
Like they be saying it's up
It's the man, it's the myth, in the midst of the minks
With the M's on my mind in Maui taking pics
Motivated by more that mean
I want more of this, I
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Grandma always told me not to worry
Keep your weapons sharp, practice fighting after dark
Not to rush and don't you hurry
and get your ones
Get your dunns out the slums
To the young black entrepreneurs
Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get fucked
Get your bucks,
twanging in bed
Is you twanging in bed, is you twangin'
My whole life I just wanted Life
My whole life I just wanted Life
Don’t want no malice don’t want no
liver (lil' baby)
But not a day goes by where I don't sip my liquor, huh (still drinkin')
Where I don't roll one and twist my Swisher (pshh)
Thought I
the face that launched
A million pre-teen skanks
You were a virgin
That had to be hard
You've had more bones in your mouth
Than a St. Bernard
I keed, I keed
and dreams
Your wants and whys
Soon they will unwind
They will all collide
Just give it some time
There's no rush to fly
Theres more to life than black
know I wanna fuck when we pass by time and we make it home
If you already know I don't play around
You could take your clothes off and turn around
know?
Don't you know?
Uh, make it out the hood, they say you Hollywood
How dare you niggas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and treat these
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