J M.I.L - 25 Free$tyle

25 Years and I’m still on my feet
25 Mill is what I’m still tryna reach
Trap boomin they dont move the dough like me
I got 25 o’s sold in a week
25 Guns at your front door
If that payment missin oo you be done for
I go through a lot that’s what this blunt for
To make that fucking bread is what I’m up for
Nights like these I wish I had ten milli on me
She said nights like these I wish I had j milly on me
Nights like these is when demons start sneaking on me
Glock nineteen in case they want get silly on me
Nights like this I want you cause I’m feeling lonely
The way she always comes through she deserves a trophy
Nights like these I went through things u can’t imagine
Rapping through it all freestyling for practice
I keep having dreams of me living lavish
I keep going to sleep upgrading my status
My girl she a queen
My girl she the baddest
I know I’m a king
All I needs a palace
Plus my family big they gon need a mansion
I got 25 bitches and they all harassing
Throwin asses, titties flashing,
My life’s like a movie it don’t need a caption
25 Years and I’m still on my feet
25 Mill is what I’m still tryna reach
Trap boomin they dont move the dough like me
I got 25 o’s sold in a week
25 Guns at your front door
If that payment missin oo you be done for
I go through a lot that’s what this blunt for
To make that fucking bread is what I’m up for

Written by:
John Morales

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