The Mil (Milwaukee)
Uhh
Im here to talk my shit
Look, I'm from the mil where nigga's starve or end up getting killed
Or locked in jail, from flashing shit that got em in the steel
I ain't here for word play, I'm here to spit that real
Ain't shitting on my hometown, but that's just how I feel
How can I love in a place that I hate, how can I be a real nigga in a land full of fakes
First thing I learned up in the Bible, is watch out for them snakes
Cause they gon bring a lot of wrong when they're right in your face
I make mistakes but I'm just spitting truth
I lost a lot of lives caught up in this city too
A lot of niggas say they got you but ain't coming through
So I just face it, gotta do what I just gotta do
I got the bag and flew
A lot of niggas full of shit and man these bitches to
Gotta be careful who you speaking to
Loose lips be sinking ships just like the Edith troop
Them other niggas like the news, yeah they just need a scoop
Never that
I'm spitting crack that leaves your nose on fire
I'm like jordyn when I spark, you can't stop that plier
Im riding to the wheels fall, just don't pop my tire
Or you gon hear that thing sing, you can't stop that choir
A lot of niggas full of hate, so they try to disguiser
A lot of bitches love and hate, when I'm inner then out her
Said she can feel it in her gut, when I'm all up inside her
But be careful just like Alicia man these girls on fire
In my state there's a lotta hate, std are risings rates
We call it kilwaukee where you live at, might just be your fate
Niggas creep behind you, walking stealth so you can't see the face
Niggas pulling up pop pop, then drive like it's a race
Heart stopping, looking out the windows tryna see the crime
Through the night, a lot of eyes searching peeping through the blinds
Mama screaming out not my baby damn near all the time
Karma is a bitch, you took a life you do a life of crime
Living in my city that's just how it is, airing out the dirty laundry in my city bin
Use to hang the clothes up if you don't have a dryer
And wash the clothes in the sink if you don't have a washer
Seen drug dealers turn to addicts by they own supplier
You don't suppose to smoke it Smokey, you gotta supply it
Done seen a lot of weird shit, right on the avenue
And smashed a lot of bad chicks, I wish I'd never knew
A lotta good girls, with evil intentions
You think they on there knees for prayer but they there on a mission
You gave me head but gave my homies neck right there in the lobby
I'm not the type to put you down but babygirl you a Thoty
A Jezebel that wanna be all in the limelight
The type a chick that's looking thick that get my mind right
You got these niggas tryna fight the type I don't like
A fool turning a bucket head into a housewife
Damn
And now you got my mind twisted, you must be a acrobat the way my mind flipping
I thought I liked you, but you telling lies on how you feeling
So ima, just settle down and get back to these digits
I told her, don't come around unless you tryna get it (Huh)
I'm bout my bag, you not wit it you finished (Huh)
Cause in the mil, either eat or be eaten (Huh)
Niggas get killed or shot for no reason
Always keep a piece of steel so it can still be peace
Cause everyday I'm hearing death upon my city streets
I just don't wanna be a victim I don't want the beef
Not into violence, but I'll protect mine from getting beat
So many times I could've died, but God is saving me
I have a purpose this right here the way that ima eat
Mama I love you, and I swear that we'll see finer things
And I'll spit crack until my flow is out of lines to breathe
Im here to talk my shit
Look, I'm from the mil where nigga's starve or end up getting killed
Or locked in jail, from flashing shit that got em in the steel
I ain't here for word play, I'm here to spit that real
Ain't shitting on my hometown, but that's just how I feel
How can I love in a place that I hate, how can I be a real nigga in a land full of fakes
First thing I learned up in the Bible, is watch out for them snakes
Cause they gon bring a lot of wrong when they're right in your face
I make mistakes but I'm just spitting truth
I lost a lot of lives caught up in this city too
A lot of niggas say they got you but ain't coming through
So I just face it, gotta do what I just gotta do
I got the bag and flew
A lot of niggas full of shit and man these bitches to
Gotta be careful who you speaking to
Loose lips be sinking ships just like the Edith troop
Them other niggas like the news, yeah they just need a scoop
Never that
I'm spitting crack that leaves your nose on fire
I'm like jordyn when I spark, you can't stop that plier
Im riding to the wheels fall, just don't pop my tire
Or you gon hear that thing sing, you can't stop that choir
A lot of niggas full of hate, so they try to disguiser
A lot of bitches love and hate, when I'm inner then out her
Said she can feel it in her gut, when I'm all up inside her
But be careful just like Alicia man these girls on fire
In my state there's a lotta hate, std are risings rates
We call it kilwaukee where you live at, might just be your fate
Niggas creep behind you, walking stealth so you can't see the face
Niggas pulling up pop pop, then drive like it's a race
Heart stopping, looking out the windows tryna see the crime
Through the night, a lot of eyes searching peeping through the blinds
Mama screaming out not my baby damn near all the time
Karma is a bitch, you took a life you do a life of crime
Living in my city that's just how it is, airing out the dirty laundry in my city bin
Use to hang the clothes up if you don't have a dryer
And wash the clothes in the sink if you don't have a washer
Seen drug dealers turn to addicts by they own supplier
You don't suppose to smoke it Smokey, you gotta supply it
Done seen a lot of weird shit, right on the avenue
And smashed a lot of bad chicks, I wish I'd never knew
A lotta good girls, with evil intentions
You think they on there knees for prayer but they there on a mission
You gave me head but gave my homies neck right there in the lobby
I'm not the type to put you down but babygirl you a Thoty
A Jezebel that wanna be all in the limelight
The type a chick that's looking thick that get my mind right
You got these niggas tryna fight the type I don't like
A fool turning a bucket head into a housewife
Damn
And now you got my mind twisted, you must be a acrobat the way my mind flipping
I thought I liked you, but you telling lies on how you feeling
So ima, just settle down and get back to these digits
I told her, don't come around unless you tryna get it (Huh)
I'm bout my bag, you not wit it you finished (Huh)
Cause in the mil, either eat or be eaten (Huh)
Niggas get killed or shot for no reason
Always keep a piece of steel so it can still be peace
Cause everyday I'm hearing death upon my city streets
I just don't wanna be a victim I don't want the beef
Not into violence, but I'll protect mine from getting beat
So many times I could've died, but God is saving me
I have a purpose this right here the way that ima eat
Mama I love you, and I swear that we'll see finer things
And I'll spit crack until my flow is out of lines to breathe
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Writer(s): Elijah Gladney
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