Make A Million Lyrics

Stick to the that paper I swear I gotta make a million

Walk with all these racks so they can cover up my feelings

Grinding for that paper that's why the youngin stay distant

If I ever was in her life I swear to god she prolly miss me

That youngin getting to a bag he ain't t tryna do no wrong

Some niggas changed and had turnt sides

That shit turnt my heart cold

Put threw sum pain I had stayed solid I ain't never fold

Thinking bout Lil Nesto we had dreams of driving in a Rolls

Lil Brodie in the field

If the opps play he gon lay

Getting to that bag for all them times we was eating Fish-Filet

I gotta make my people proud I told em imma make a way

I'm just tryna Chase a bag but you can go to Boa

If a nigga play wit Kai them boys gon make it Doa

I don't want your love if it ain't real so stay up out my way

Girl I got yo back until the end Ill be here to save the day

Momma I just wanna make you proud I swear i make a way

These niggas fake I get them bands by my lonely

I showed em love and they just turn they back on me

Got my brothers back I'm chasing bands with my homies

Why she on me?

When i was down she wasn't on me

Knew that we'll be great when was pointing at Ferrari's

Hate i broke your heart when i think about you i be sorry

Just to get my brother back I don't care what i cost me

I'm on da road to chasing that paper my feelings gone you had lost me

Tryna find myself i been so lost lately

Worried bout the next i been to deep up in my thoughts lately

I know how you feel when you feeling down that shit there drive you crazy

Gotta maintain can't let that pain break me

I know these niggas hate

Want a hunnid mill i guess you gotta grind for it

Winning with my brothers its a must that we all scoring

You want my love i can't deliver my heart all gone

My heart turnt cold from all these diamonds and them chains on

Stick to the that paper I swear I gotta make a million

Walk with all these racks so they can cover up my feelings

Grinding for that paper that's why the youngin stay distant

If I ever was in her life I swear to god she prolly miss me

That youngin getting to a bag he ain't tryna do no wrong

Some niggas changed and had turnt sides

That shit turnt my heart cold

Put threw sum pain I had stayed solid I ain't never fold

Thinking bout lil nesto we had dreams of driving in a Rolls