Milano

I'm dreaming of Milano
Niggas Dreaming of Milano

Niggas wanna ball but it's all about flex
All these homies tryna get a bit of both worlds
I would never apologize nigga
Coz the bag's in the back
And they always tryna ask me what's next
Cringing so hard I done lost a reflex
Grinding so tough man I need a recess
All these niggas tryna get the bag on the reg
But they never wanna take
The highway to success
Spitting that truth it would get you one less
Telling fake shit they be thinking you blessed
In Milano you flexing
Your fashion's on point
But that Louis Vuitton it be falling apart
Stick to your script man you do a good job
Don't force a change you will never beat God
Look up at the sky when you're feeling unrest
Are you getting that answer
Just stay focused man

Man I'm dreaming of Milano
Journey to the Prado
Tell me what you thinking
When you see me in the light oh
He playing that piano
Just like in Milano
Tell me what you doing
When you see me in the light oh

Take a look around you don't need to be stressed
Eric Zulu back and he get gonn put you on blast
140 nights and a homie gonn pass
But he gotta be fresh when the police come past
Hunnids on my head I don't need no scan
Grew up in the streets I didn't get no address
A nigga woulda sworn when the beat comes on
It'd be straight wiling ain't no flying
Make it to the top think you need no friends
All the riches earned you gonn leave on earth
Take a look around you the drip it be shining
They chasing the Moola the finest of Herbs
Niggas be willing they turn up the temperature
No global warming I'm speaking in Metaphor
All I just want is for you to believe in me
Come up so close it's the reason I'm living it yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Kwanele Zulu
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