KinFolk Warrick - Millions in the End

(Started out with pennies gone be millions in the end)
(Gone be millions in the end)

6 a.m flight couldn't be late had to catch that
Pack in transit Ite bet that
What I spent on a chain Coulda bought a scat pack
Not to mention in my luggage
I got like a few packs
I'm just tryna get back
We in the air I relax
Ima serve the pack errwhere but where I live at
I just stayed consistent
Now they wonder how I do that
Play we gone be up on yo head like a du rag
Riding in my ole car
But I'm in a new bag
They gone try an jock swag
What I want I cop that
Stayed solid I was taught that
Ima shoot the ball I got the shot
I will not pass(You know I be hooping)
Ask how I'll do you fuck you real good
Act like I never knew you
Kinfolk I salute you
You the savior hallelujah
Yo shit basic they gone boo you
Stealing lingo I should sue you
Ain't bout money can't pursue
Nike I just do
Ran it up look at the shoe
Forgot ha name but she boo
Told her arch it gone toot
I'm the teacher come the school
Knew it was real it hit the news
Shit got out of hand quick
Nigga singing like the blues
Not Paul but the truth
Money tall like the roof
Shyt facts I got proof
Sweep you away ima broom
And yo ass some trash
On the e way do the dash
Boy you comical I laugh
This a comic book I'm flash
Running laps on these niggas
She tryna watch ha figure
Nigga think they tigers
Really they just tigger
Bumping jhene I'm triggered (I'm triggered)
Word for word off the liqour
Lemon salt eating a pickle
After I nut you gotta stop
Shit starting to tickle
Kinfolk a big tipper
Having steak just for dinner
Like Kevin bread winner
Big dawg bread getter
Ain't tryna watch the carbs
That's the weed Ian fart
Give you dick not my heart
Face it nigga I'm hard
Getting packs on face card
Rather cash in facts no pretend
Started out wit Pennies gone be millions in the end
(Talk that shit boy)
Gone be millions in the end

Written by:
Warrick Woodson

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