Milestones - Hit Up The Street

Had get off the porch, hit the cell and hit up the street (Hit Up)
Had to grind cuz don't nothing in this world come cheap (It don't)
Remember that the strong survive
Remember not the weak (Not the weak)
Taxing niggas cuz
Don't nothing in this life come free (Nope)
Remember he has the gold, he make the rules
Taking over the game man I feel like Big Meech (Free em)
Driving the Royce
Now ya bitch calling me bae (Bae)
Dress like the mafia
This suit tailor made (I'm clean)
Chilled but you try me
You gone need first aid (Help)
My niggas on some ape shit
Little nigga they some Harambes (R.I.P.)
Im a foodie
So you know I like my edible (Yummy)
Ripping her clothes off
Said Miles you're animal (Oo wee)
They say be careful Miles
Its lonely at the top (Top)
You think I give a fuck
It was lonely at the bottom
I remember when they say
Life ain't fair (No)
The world is a circus
We the county fair (Circus)
I remember when they say
Life ain't fair (It ain't)
The only fair I know is
Is the bus fare (Marta)
I'm traumatized from my own life's struggles (Man)
If wasn't for it, I wouldn't know how to hustle (Hustle)
Forrest Gump mom said life is bunch of chocolates
Life isn't sweet, and steady chasing to fill my wallet
Tired of seeing a bill in the box every week (Hol boy)
Remember he has the gold, he make the rules
I'm grinding and hustling my nigga fuck sleep
I'm always wake cuz the money never fuckin sleeps (It don't)
No silver spoon (No)
No one ever gave me shit (They didn't)
Why I go so hard in the stu
Just to make a hit (A hit)
Don't know Milestones?
Then ask ya fuckin bitch
She came thru last night
Just to suck my dick
Eyes popped
Was so stunned by marble floors
Fuck the small talk (Blah Blah Blah)
And them her knees on the floor
Call the ambulance
I need the fucking hospital (Help)
Cuz I bust my ass
Just to get to the cash (Money)
I remember when they say
Life ain't fair (It ain't)
The world is a circus
We the county fair (Fair)
I remember when they say
Life ain't fair (It ain't)
The only fair I know is
Is the bus fare (Marta)
Had get off the porch, hit the cell and hit up the street
Had to grind cuz don't nothing in this world come cheap
Remember that the strong survive
Remember not the weak
Taxing niggas cuz
Don't nothing in this life come free
Remember he has the gold, he make the rules
Taking over the game man I feel like Big Meech
Driving the Royce
Now ya bitch calling me bae
Dress like the mafia
This suit tailor made
Chilled but you try me
You gone need first aid
My niggas on some ape shit
Little nigga they some Harambes
Im a foodie
So you know I like my edible
Ripping her clothes off
Said Miles you're animal
They say be careful
Its lonely at the top
You think I give a fuck
It was lonely at the bottom

Written by:
Miles Evans

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