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a winner and speaking
Honestly

I rather make a mill ina deal
But if I choose to
Lose it all
I'm shooting straight
For the kill and that's real

I'm standing

The soul but grist, its pain but rind
Memento Mori
The body slave of jealous time
The mirthless grin, The empty eyes
The destiny of all to die
Memento Mori

Didn’t worry ‘bout nothing today
‘Cause I got mills on my mind so don’t play
You see me moving, see me rolling, ok
‘Cause all I ever ever wanted it’s

to keep our family fed
Though it seemed to pay the bills
I think he hated that ol' mill
But he did what he had to earn his bread

Did they notice?
Did

Fighting....
Biting...
All night...
Crying....
But, oh, what else can I do?
When there's nothing I can do
To get a hold of you...

When your back

all that action
I'm in my own lane like Lamar Jackson
Cause my (Whole life)
Got my whole life ahead of me
So it's time to make a mill, make a million

me

Style so beasty i need a mill need at least three

Im in the hills they cannot reach me
Its all for the thrill diamonds in 3D

They all know my

Aye
Say you gotta be dedicated to get it how you live
You gotta be dedicated to pay your momma bills
No time for no hesitating to get a hundred mill

a sticky situation but it turnt horror
All verses no chorus
Stop playing bitch I'm balling on em like Borris
Yeah I talk a good game bitch check out my mojo

Imma run up the digits
I ain't gone stop till I get me a mill
Run to the money this digital kid
Might stack it up put it all in the crib
Im just

Tho Dem Wraps

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life
Eat right, fuck good, and reffer thru the pipe
I'm gettin' head all night
And if it's some

Bounce with Me

B.G.

Checkmate

2000

get out, man, keep grindin'
See me, B.G. - original H.B.
Was taught comin' up motherfuck the police
I keep it real with the real - that's all I know,

the end
When one of us gets to ball
We all win

You're run of the mill
We're running the hill
And now we're running the race
You're one of a hundred mill

to my nose, momma
I hate the feeling when it goes, momma
I wish I knew I wish I’d known, momma
My dopamine ain’t worth my soul momma
My dopamine ain’t

I'm a risk taker, if I see a hole, I'm takin' it
Gotta feed the fam, when I get a mill, I'm breakin' it
Weigh the bag dish it out, count it up, some

I'm a risk taker, if I see a hole, I'm takin' it
Gotta feed the fam, when I get a mill, I'm breakin' it
Weigh the bag dish it out, count it up, some

feeling nice with the drip
And I'm bout to bury the flow
I'm bout to make me a mill
Ain't shit that get in the way
Houston we keeping it trill
I'm all about

or killed
Off every second I'm impatient so I'm chasing a mill
Yeah have y'all never seen anybody doing it like this
Stacking up the bands yeah I wanna be

Yeah

Yeah

Ohh I made over a quarter mill in the trap
Lost it all gotta get it back
They don't trap like me
Thats a fact
Ohh they don't trap like me

They signed the papers today
Both sides of the room, red-faced
One walked away
I'd be lying if I said
I didn't want it this way
I've seen aircraft

won't come)

There's no love (It's all fake)
There's no love (It's all fake)
All fake love (It's all fake)

When you gotta couple mill they will come

the wheel
I want Track Hawk stump the gas and shift the gear
Niggas screaming gang
Bitch they ain't from the mill
Damn near lost it all
Gambling for a meal
I

I be fucking all these bitches like I’m Milhouse
Tryna' stack up all my paper to a mill now
I just wanna get a chain so I can chill out
And now I’m

I be fucking all these bitches like I’m Milhouse
Tryna' stack up all my paper to a mill now
I just wanna get a chain so I can chill out
And now I’m