Lyrics:
I do
Try to search all through the world and that well but I can't find a girl who looks close like you
I done made millions of dollars, but I
Uh, hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it's a lot
Really it's not to me, now grab some of this weed and roll this pot
I had to speed up,
a young rapper
Fourteen year old black master million dollar flapper
Watch me set it off wit' my sawed off jumpin
As I be when I be pumpin
Frontin' gets
now my life aint been the same nigga, life as a thug
If I had to draw a picture of my life
I have to paint my picture in blood
Closest homie died,
she don't know how to act
Always talkin' out her neck, makin' her fingers snap
She like, "Listen Jigga Man, I don't care if you rap
You better
like we live we love
Get in our path of money
And your head get bust
Nigga I live like an old man
But I'ma young man
With bout three million dollars
an estimated street value of five million dollars)
Tears of joy I cried
(Authorities confiscated the drugs, paraphernalia, and a fake ID last month)
Joy I
a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be
Crushing on lil mama like it's wednesday Aye
Trying to hand cuff shawty like an inmate Wait
Been had my eyes on you girl you been bae What
Million dollar
the recipe
If you mixing with me you get an extra key (ha)
And if I wasn't an only child (only child)
My parents would have had an extra G
the muzzle
Who that boy in Maybach by the double?
Out in Miami, I kicked a fine bitch out the car
Just 'cause her spirit was ugly (I did, Sauce)
We do not
I'm sleeping on a billion dollars
Coka
I'm eatin'
I'm eatin'
I'm sleeping on a billion dollars
I say right about now New York City, aw
Hoe
chose the streets and it's hurtin' my mama (my mama)
I heard the beat and the millions start comin'
I had no money, been locked in the jungle (no money)
had a million dollars wanna know how that shit feel
Well first things first let me mute this blunt right here away
I'm forever P all I know is stay
way
It's like I had a million dollars
And I blew it all into the wind
And by the time year was over
Had none to show for it
But I'll never forget how
spitting up
Nigga get yo chicken up
I can have a million dollars bitch I’m still a thug
If I hit you with this chop you wouldn’t know what to do
I heard you
touch a fucking million
Live by the gun die by the sword
Gotta keep a gun can't let nobody kill me
Goin' before my time up I still fear
Be in a shootout
or two
Real shit, there ain't no artificial actions
Told my brother if I'm put in positions to win I'll pass it
From the concrete member when all I had was
Walmart, I can put that on my mama
I been actin' like an asshole, you get shit on if you run up
I ain't went under a thousand dollars the last twelve
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
and not a fable
We rockin precious sable, keep that chilla on the rack
What I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back
Im a million dollar
Getting rich off drug money million dollar niggas
Shitt I started from the bottom
Had to go and get it
Fuck that range rover boy I want that new bentley
Yeh
Proving my worth by the bar when they hear me flowing
Conversations with Al bout taking over 38k high in the Boeing
I ain't look like what you'd
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