Writtensmove – Millions

LYRIC
Millions

Hook

See a lot of niggas die where I’m coming from
Actin like a thug boy you better duck
Lot of money on my head like a million
Like these labels trynna buy a nigga soul or sum
I don’t really like to drank but nigga pour it up
Got some stress on my back that I cant sponge
Man it’s too many snakes you can’t trust nun
Guess I gotta teach my son how to hold a gun
See a lot of nigga’s die where I’m coming from
Actin like a thug boy you better duck
Lot of money on my head like a million
Like these labels trynna buy a nigga soul or sum
I don’t really like to drank but nigga pour it up
Got some stress on my back that I cant sponge
Man it’s too many snakes you can’t trust nun
Guess I gotta teach my son how to hold a gun

Verse

I ain’t really wit that playin shit
Collect bags on my paper shit
Man these nigga’s gotta pay for this
I’m on a money mission
223s for all that funny business
All this ice straight from the diamond district
Swear these nigga’s feel it
When I walk in the build
Been through so much
Got me scared to catch feelings
Wit my baby by my side
She be keeping me from tripping
Keep a nigga hating
Imma do mo dripping
Say she love me but bitch gotta pay me for feelings
Get more dough then I’m gone, bitch I’m pimping
Rollie on my wrist you can’t blame me for getting it
Trynna get it out of me, bitch you tripping
Hundreds in these Robbins
Bitch these wings cost millions
Pull up in a Bentley just to motivate the children
Tricks is for kids Lil bitch I ain’t tricking
I’ll drop it all just to see my nigga’s winning
Fuck wit mob and yo team go missing
Trynna find love wondering if imma feel it
Life’s like chest how you no your poison
Imma run it up get a bag don’t mention, Ayy

Hook

See a lot of niggas die where I’m coming from
Actin like a thug boy you better duck
Lot of money on my head like a million
Like these labels trynna buy a nigga soul or sum
I don’t really like to drank but nigga pour it up
Got some stress on my back that I cant sponge
Man it’s too many snakes you can’t trust nun
Guess I gotta teach my son how to hold a gun
See a lot of nigga’s die where I’m coming from
Actin like a thug boy you better duck
Lot of money on my head like a million
Like these labels trynna buy a nigga soul or sum
I don’t really like to drank but nigga pour it up
Got some stress on my back that I cant sponge
Man it’s too many snakes you can’t trust nun
Guess I gotta teach my son how to hold a gun

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