Lyrics:
Young boy
Young boy stack your mill get out the fucking way
Young boy stack your mill get out the fucking way
Young boy stack your mill get out
I'll show you I will
I pop me a pill and I go on a drill (Go on a-)
Chasin' the bag til I make me a mill'
I'm chasin' my dreams, I'm tryin' to Meek Mill
whips, floss
Gettin in puttin' it in nigga
Swerve on a hater like, "fuck your life"
Just out of ?, if that's your girl then Imma fuck her twice
We ain't
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas gettin' money, young
Millyz, you
Know what I'm saying? Ayy
He giving you "Flamers 2:
The Hottest in the City" yeah, you heard
Me, partner, I said it meek Mill
Grand Hustle
said they gettin' over, it's like you lettin' them
Some shit I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin' in, checkin' out, I just had to check you out
to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so
Closer to my dreams
Miss Andreena Mill
I'm gettin' higher
Yeah I feel it in my sleep
I said I'm gettin' higher
Yeah
And closer to my dreams
Whoa
ain’t talking meek mill
Got my own paper ain't signing no deal
Thuggin in the field kill or be killed
Young nigga every since I was lil
They used to tell
on top of stacks
B****es, whips, floss, gettin in puttin' it in n****
Swerve on a hater like, "f*** your life"
I'll just ask spider, if that's your
gettin' money to pay for these hoes
It really ain't expensive, you know I ain't trippin', you know that I know where to go
Me and my bro finna blow, where
excuses get it done
Hunned fifty mill while I'm young
Yeah, got my brodies wit me from the jump
Yeah, hunned fifty mill while we young
Yeah, ain't no more
on a mill', mill'
Loddi, doddi, chill, chill
Something kinda ill, ill
I get by for real, real
I could probably kill Bill
Drive it, drive it, steal, steal
I need a mill mill
Cause bitch I'm the real deal (repeat)
Verse 1:
Was watching regular didn't have cable ran up them bands now a young nigga
Yeah, yeah
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Yeah, yeah
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah
Closer to my dreams
Miss Andreena Mill
I'm gettin' higher
Yeah I feel it in my sleep
I said I'm gettin' higher
Yeah
And closer to my dreams
Whoa
probably forget it
You help a nigga twice
You're officially his crutch
I understood this back when I
Was just a young lad
Couple lies and a couple lines in
sometimes that shit be gettin' to me, yeah
Not one of them niggas that be fakin' what he feelin', I'm gon' talk about it
Meek Mill, he used to be my dawg,
We made a mill off a trap phone
(We got London on da Track!) I heard shawty got that ooh
Yeah, ayy
That's my hoe, shawty go bend it over
That's
put up the tour but it sold out already
I'm general sell high, niggas is breaded
I'm gettin' it now and shit is pathetic
They only respect when you
was livin but it paid the bills (just gettin by)
Gettin by Shout out to Ben, dat nigga pay da bills
Got damn!! Barley makin rent hope I make a mill
no scenes
Now look at me, feel like Meek Mill, I been chasin' dreams
I fuck with Wocky, no lie, I'm not a Tris' guy
Mix match designer, young
the street
Tryna ménage with mills like Nicki and Meek
Our precision with division till the mission complete
Two vixens a week, been discrete so she hope it's
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad
But all we had was our hopes
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