[ Featuring MylesMG ]
Take a hit of the J, shit really punchin' Every hit, it stop me from breathin
I can see that they schemin' It's okay, cause I'm always surrounded by
Demons If I have to, then I'm intervenin
My heart is so cold like this time of the season
I got ice in my veins, I'm anemic She said that I love you, I thought I was dreamin
I'm a freeman I got two lines of wock in my cup and this
Shit got me leanin' Gotta double it up cause this bitch is so
Dirty It eat through the cup, now it's bleedin
My heart barely beatin' The day that you walked out my life, man, I
Didn't believe it I ain't think it's a secret
Can't depend on no one cause that shit is a weakness
Uh, yeah, they say that I rap like I made it already
Flow crazy, it's breakin' the levee Money talk when I answer the Celly
Need a condo in the bank, I'm in love with the Fetti
I'm prepared for the war, you ain't ready You can catch a headshot if I'm aimin' it
Steady Yeah, uh
If I'm aimin' it, if it ain't about money, it's petty
Chasin' cake, I'm on the road, count it up in the telly
You lookin' for pounds, we got plenty
Run it up every day, I can't settle for pennies
I can't settle for pennies
I'm a Milli, I need Bimmers, Benzes, Bentleys
Skrt, Skrt, Skrt
I'm a clean nigga, but I kick shit like I'm Messi
Shorty keep callin' my phone, she don't text me
She just wanna undress me I could hold it down, baby, you just gotta let me
Niggas shoppin' on Etsy Poured some drink in the cream, now it's lookin
Like Pepsi When I roll up, it's hefty
How you, how you judgin' me when you never met me
If they in the way, then I put them to rest
Only thing on my mind is chasin' a check
If you talk, I'm correct
If it ain't what I wanna hear, you get put on your neck
F*ckin' with me, better give it your best
If you want war, I'm posted on a deck
Pockets green like Shrek
Off of the drink, got me over here missin' my steps
Uh, Nigga watch how I step
Millie gang soldiers, swear I do this shit for the set
Better show some respect
I heard he plotting spot 'em, the red dot on his head
F*ck a wallet, pocket full of bread
I don't got time to hate, I count the profit instead
They say sleep for the rich, I ain't rich yet
I'm still on a mission, guess I'll sleep when I'm dead
But I just might nod off the meds
Three.five in a spliff, yeah I'm sippin' on red
Money callin, I left her on read
