Make a Mil Lyrics

What i gotta do to make a mil or something

Smoking shit that hit you hard but you can't feel nothing

Trying to put some words together make you feel something

How he stab you in yo back and you still love him

All you had to do wait and you still fumbled

They don't feel like they can ask so they steal from you

You ain't a knight you ain't goin move when that steel on you

But you know me i gotta get it

I want hella digits up at 4 am i make it happen

You ain't gotta listen

Heart of gold tryna feed the team but you ain't got the chicken

Nothing set in stone he sending bullets tryna break a bone

Bringing money home nigga duh where else would it go

Trying be the best nigga duh i wanna be the goat

Talking out his neck it's obvious he wanna be a ghost

I told what the hell you need to know don't look into more

I told you trusting bitches get you hurt they tryna take a soul

Ion care bout what these niggas on know ima make it home

I can't talk it out i find a beat and then i make a song

Matter fact lemme find a beat ill make a 100 thou

Bens with the straight face could make a nigga smile

Catch you reaching for the stars and they goin do you foul

Gave him the nod he ain't speak i know we smoking loud

I been in the clouds for like a week bitch i ain't coming down

M I A no i can't come around

Why you never sad bitch it don't matter i can't show a frown

Called me a dirty bastard niggas plastered why he showing out

Bro goin drop 30 1st seed we bout to blow you out

Choppa ate his face no hesitation bringing Kobe out

Make a couple hunnid then say fukit bust a rollie down

Niggas speed bumps ain't doing shit except trying slow you down

No questions asked he helped me out that's how i know he down

Once i graduate i'm going up and ain't no looking back

No strings attached i want the racks

Nigga said that he don't like me

I don't like his ass back

I don't listen to his words cause i know his ass cap

You better save it for birds

I'm bout to blow his bitch back

And he thinking he could hang

I'm thinking bro be sniffing crack

Why would it ever want a range

Cause it ain't moving like cat

Same nigga i ain't change

A miracle like look at that

What i gotta do to make a mil or something

Trying to put some words together make you feel something

Smoking shit that hit you hard but you can't feel nothing

How he stab you in the back and you still love him

All you had to do wait and you still fumbled

They don't feel like they can ask so they steal from you

You ain't a knight you ain't goin move when that steel on you