YAECAPITAL - Millions

Hop up out the bed
Hop in some better
Thank you lord for your patience
Grateful for the leisure
The way things going
They hate me and I hate that for them
If I was them I'd hate to be them
When I was broke down I ain't take none from them
Now im up and I ain't seen them faces again
You couldn't trade me out my place
You couldn't walk a mile with me
Why the fuck you smiling in my face
It's a hard time living
You gotta bang, fuck, and tote a gun
You know it's dangerous
When your neighbors think you owe em some
You know your favorite he in danger gotta hold a gun
Cause if he don't they tryna smoke him while he hold his son
Couldn't give up cause I done seen so many faces
I done been so many places
And I ain't even fly there
Could it be us, I wanna travel cross the world
Dripped in gold, diamond, pearls
While we riding fucking up the lear
Push it to the limit
I'm tryna
I'm tryna push it to the limit(push it to the limit)
I was scared to-
To swim near the rear end
Now I'm screaming push me in it
And why you talking
Mind yo fucking business
You couldn't pay me for a stunt
Cause I was blessed to be the realest
Yeah, I was blessed to be the realest

Written by:
Dayanna Miller

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