Billy Milly

Oh shit
Here come that old-new kid
Adult student
But I'm ageless like a jewel is
No jewelry
I kick rocks to rock stones
Hip hop my heart's sol so my glow stay groovy
It shine so bright these swine still pursue me
Bars since a kid like juvie
No newbie
But I'm illy though
Tryna grab a milly, but I really wanna be the billy goat
But these trolls tryna dock my wages for their silly tolls
I ain't waivin away my pay
l'll never cave lika Seminole
I ain't slavin today lest the graves of my ancestors roll
I'm tryna live my life like it's a movie role
Hardcore organic like some white guy grew me
So fly some might try to shoo me
Bet the same side swipe right When the mic's mine
The type to claim I'm tight one night, then boo me
They like: who's he, rockin what're those
Kick game on bruce lee sportin loafers in some budget clothes
Mos' my foes jus semi-pro Bullshitin with all they little bros
While I'm makin moves steady jukin on these centerfolds
My goals aren't close to most
I run post like coast to coast
I get lost in my own mind
In my downtime, I guess you can say that I space ghost
Now all these yungs and lils pockets gettin semi-swoll
Start to talkin like they got it 'til they profits hit that nilly zone
Most of y'all industry hoes
Who own the rights to your flows
Better yet, how do you choose the right guy to write those
As far as hype goes
You're not insightful
The type to fight for an award for anyone formin a mini tour
Only doin what you can barely afford
Don't pack floors
Then try to play it off like you better for it
The fakest muthafuckas are the ones you can't ignore
Guess you don't need skill to bill on billboards anymore
I still snore on these mumble rappers and pill whores
But sleepin on em is as effective as usin silk swords
I'm a man of many words and fewer anthems
That is only because I'm through actin
If you never been a part of my faction
Don't assume an alliance will ever happen
I'm shark the captain
I suggest you grab that white napkin and start flappin
Or get snatched quick
Like the last batch of catfish in the midst of these black men
I have had it
Plant a hoe-ass in the dirt like a radish
And this means war, hope you bitches ready, no Tiffany Haddish



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Writer(s): Mosamoa Tuiteleleapaga
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