Milli D - Promises

Don't make me no promises unless it's on life
Because you hold out on me you're gonna trade in your spot
Yes the devil's a lie but this karma is not
And neither am I, this is an eye for an eye
I make the rules and I call all the shots
My front piece is cold but my shit hellah hot
On my way to the top way, whether you like it or not
Don't even need this job just a document prop
Who am I kidding
I'm made for this shit
I've been craving this shit
I done came close to God
Just to say that I'm rich
I done did what I did just to find me peace
Never found me no sleep
Never choke under pressure
Ball through the heat
But I cannot be beat
I got hunters to feed
I got money to seed
Three times the income I say what I mean

Yes I pray for my people
I'm proud of my roots
Please just see us as equal
And please do not shoot
Get rich or die trying ain't no phrase that's the truth
When you're hungry for days make you flip you a Q
That shit become addicting it makes you see different
I move with intention secure my position
Told my parents no school, know they think that I'm tripping
My vision is bigger I'll paint you a picture
Your junior's a winner
I promise to send you to beaches in winter
I turn these niggas from bold down to bitter
They're mad that I'm here but they love what I'm spitting
I stay off the internet you niggas are silly
Worried about shit that don't make you no money
Talking about bitches won't make you no money
Gripping off niggas won't make you no money
Go make you some money
I'm off of that
Ain't gone beg for no niggas to want it bad
Man the talk is so cheap I ain't spending no energy
Beefing w niggas who ain't up in front of me
Between me and you I taught Curry to shoot
Eyes on my back I'm going to watch how you do
Life is survival it's me or it's you
And I told my little brudda I'd pay for his school

Don't make me no promises unless it's on life
Because you hold out on me you're gonna trade in your spot
Yes the devil's a lie but this karma is not
And neither am I, this is an eye for an eye
I make the rules and I call all the shots
My front piece is cold but my shit hellah hot
On my way to the top way, whether you like it or not
Don't even need this job just a document prop
Who am I kidding
I'm made for this shit
I've been craving this shit
I done came close to God
Just to say that I'm rich
I done did what I did just to find me peace
Never found me no sleep
Never choke under pressure
Ball through the heat
But I cannot be beat
I got hunters to feed
I got money to seed
Three times the income I say what I mean

I heard the tougher the pressure the brighter the diamond
And I done been through it so I came out shining
You say I ain't hot then I say that you lying
You say you gone get me but ain't came to find me
Your word ain't bond but I practice my preach
Repent for my sins and I scale out the streets
I heard I had a little tag on my head because old boy said I killed his relationship dead
But that bitch didn't want you, you're wild in the head
I can see why you're scared because Young Milli's a threat
I'll take a trip if you give me two feet
You couldn't walk in my shoes because I'm chasing this cream
Who am I kidding I'm meant for this shit
So underrated just wait til I'm seen
But I cannot be beat
I got hunters to feed
I got money to seed
Three times the income I say what I mean

Written by:
Kera Farmer

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