Lyrics:
me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We
you been thinking
Hows a straight white male in 2018 bitching
You're making me the villain by demonizing my race
For things I didn't do and decisions
it Mase gonna do you propa
Girl, I can tell you was meant for me
Tell by the way you was sent to me
While I'm on tour tryna make them centuries
me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We
feel alone, You're never alone
Stuck in a room with your rights and your wrongs
They telling you go
They telling you go
Make sure you live to your
the rappers in the coffins
We ain't talked in like six years, why you writing me now?
I just turned 100k down just to keep the brand looking right, now
UP
Mills
For a place up in the hills
Icy jewelry
When you see it you get chills
Two bitches on the way
And they wanna shoot some films
Me and them
it?
What's a real thing if it disappears? How's it feel?
You gotta prove that shit
Gotta log in, gotta like my shit
Gotta stop by, you never do that
and bringing my family back together
Thank you for good friends in my time of weakness to make me feel better
Thank you for helping me finish this album
feel like you kind of have to sit down
And play it quite loudly
And just
Kay
Bask in it
Just keep you there just in case
Way, this is our way
What are
to talk to
I want to ask me a question:
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way?
When are you gonna make mill-ions with
act like you know
Hard to make a song bout something other than the money
Two things I'm about fucking money?
Getting money?
Seen her the other day
up on game we can build something
As young niggas we didn't learn how to feel nothing
Looking for me I can see you in my rearview
I done walk through
there's no-one to talk to
I want to ask me a question:
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way?
When are you gonna make mill
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
And I got enough sense
Not to call it a bluff
Me and you will pull up on 'em
Like we driving a bus
If we have to
Who can make you feel this way
I can
dreams but a young-in got so manny ambitions by the way
i just know I gotta touch a mill when I see my baby girl smile it turn me up fr when she call me
you
2099, damn she fine
Traveled back in time
Aged just like some wine
She wanna feel something real
That's she couldn't get in her time
A real nigga
of the hill
Old school chills, Michael Jackson type thrills
You cats are soft feel like Stephanie Mills
16 to 32 full blown studio
Foot to ya ass, five toes
make 'em all go nuts
(Baby got ass, I need me a shot of that
Lil mama get gangsta for me, stuff it in your Prada bag)
That's right, she's got something
make 'em all go nuts
(Baby got ass, I need me a shot of that
Lil mama get gangsta for me, stuff it in your Prada bag)
That's right, she's got something
Rihanna, that she's a fashion killer
Come over i wanna lick you like nhlii
Tell the DJ I'm sick, I want something that can cheer me up
Nobody can make me
Four and three and two and
You're number one you're number one
You're number one you're number one
Her name was Stephanie something
She lived out
make it out alive
The truth is in the dark of the night
Too many people I can't trust around me now
Too many people they want something from me now
If
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