Lyrics:
me a new drink
Yeah I never liked the taste of beer till I tasted beer on you
Let's head out to Mill Creek
We'll grab a beer or two
I'm up to trying
I'm gonna talk about a place that's got a hold on me (Mill Valley)
A little place where life feels very fine and free (Mill Valley)
Where people
you in the Terrordome
Full of hard niggas, large niggas, dice tumblers
Young teens and prison greens facing life numbers
Crack mothers, crack babies
Big chappa pon di line wid di client
Dem a send di dutty money guzu dung wid di science
Polo wid di tag dawg yuh nuh see di sign?
Chap a 5 mill now
dawg yuh nuh see di sign?
Chop a 5 mill now mi inna mi price
Big choppa pon di line wid di client
Dem a send di Dutty money guzu dung wid di science
of the water
Out at the Salt Creek when I was young
Down at Old Mill Park, half the town's in tow
To crown the Bathing Beauty of the rodeo
While her mother
three nil
One mill, two mill, three mill
But who's countin'? Uh
How the fuck could you doubt me?
I'm from where they don't make it, but a hundred
mill's gone
Ain't nobody pays the slightest mind
That poor man's daughter is a rich man's wife
She danced away from me into a whole other life
But I just
I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the rusty old mill, Maggie
Where we sat in the long, long ago.
dro'
She like just how I live,
Private jets from Beverly Hills,
Hundred mills on da platinum floor,
Hundred mills my son can glow,
[Chorus]
I
pipe
Some niggas don't make it back home in this life
From the west gen creek lil' nigga that life
Taught a young nigga how to earn his stripes
If you
lovin'
Can rearrange your life
And when we get it together, girl
You can be my wife
You see, I got this forty acres
Down by the Johnsons' creek
I
I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the rusty old mill, Maggie
Where we sat in the long, long ago.
the creep?
Why should I have trust for you, you ain't get it out the creek?
Why should I have love for you, you ain't kneelin' to my feet?
Why should I be
first, then me and you
We live in a little house by the creek You can smell the salt cause it's close to the sea
We ain't perfect and that's alright Life
shot
Nigga, your blood on the street, you up shit's creek
You can hardly speak, startin' to get weak, your eyes close
Your life flash, your heart
cur Science pe Khatam, Expenditure Ka hain Ye Sara Sitam....
Jitne Zada Paise utni cchi Education, Jitne Zada Paise utna ccha Treatment...
Ye schools
or granite, kitchen islands
Home stylings
Got a mill out the deal I'm still on the grind
(JET life on these niggas yeah)
Got 10 more coming just give me
I'm the difference chosen one elevating scales
Not sick but trill and I'm flowing chasing a mill and I'm counting
Works a process and I'm hustling (Yeah
Catch a jab kiss it and throw it back
Science is sweet and questional
This is Irief Jamal, unique professional
Blessin' you a hundred mill flow
Steel
I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the rusty old mill, Maggie
When you and i were young long ago.
figure out a place, to place to pain before it drive you crazy
And these niggas a give they life up for the fame like they ain't got babies
I'm straight
20 mill means 6 ft
Two twenty plenty killed
20 miles off my creek
Taking down all my peeps
Checking out all my drips
On my phone checking for pics
And in the mist the slugs flying, one burst
He kissed the dirt
Not knowing he was touched at first
Or badly hurt, it's all science
Another nigga murked
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