Millions
Fuck man
All this people asking me
How to make millions
But man I can't say it
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
Don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
Got my own money
Now my neck is dripping
Got a new crib
In a brand new city
Got some new bitches
Cause I flipped the switches
Don't stop trying
Until you see you winning
Spending all my time
Writing down my lyrics
Bought a new ride
That's a Lamborghini
People getting jealous
About the life I'm living
People getting jealous
About the life I'm living
About the car I'm driving
And about the racks I'm getting
But it's alright
I'm flying to high
I'm at a point now
Where they don't make a difference
People tryna get to close to me
Cause I'm at the top
And I'm getting rich
They should stand by
Cause they doubted me
When I started rapping
Who was there with me
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
Life's hard
But I'ma make it easy
Working nonstop
So I can chill on weekends
Studio day and night
With the mic beside
Recording all the time
So I can make my music
Life's hard
But I still make millions
Grinding everyday
Minding my own business
I'm in a private jet
Counting up my racks
Drinking to relax
Getting many streamings
Keep on talking
Cause I'm getting richer
I do the money talk
Drinking cups of liquor
Money left to right
Rocking new Off Whites
Working till midnight
Running up the digits
Digits running up like Usain Bolt
Spent like 20 thousand on some brand new clothes
And I don't regret
Cause I got more cash
Inside my Louis bag
Have some bankrolls
All of my money got blueface
I got all this money
Cause I won the race
I don't fuck with no one
Cause they all fake
Now they show love
Cause I'm getting paid
This world is not a good place
People say they love you
And you think it's great
But it's not like that
Cause they not your friends
When you think they're real
They just want your fame
All this people asking me
How to make millions
But man I can't say it
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
Don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
Got my own money
Now my neck is dripping
Got a new crib
In a brand new city
Got some new bitches
Cause I flipped the switches
Don't stop trying
Until you see you winning
Spending all my time
Writing down my lyrics
Bought a new ride
That's a Lamborghini
People getting jealous
About the life I'm living
People getting jealous
About the life I'm living
About the car I'm driving
And about the racks I'm getting
But it's alright
I'm flying to high
I'm at a point now
Where they don't make a difference
People tryna get to close to me
Cause I'm at the top
And I'm getting rich
They should stand by
Cause they doubted me
When I started rapping
Who was there with me
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
They ask me how
How to get some millions
I don't respond
Cause I keep my secret
Life's hard
You gotta move smart
So don't stop trying
Until you reach the sealing
Life's hard
But I'ma make it easy
Working nonstop
So I can chill on weekends
Studio day and night
With the mic beside
Recording all the time
So I can make my music
Life's hard
But I still make millions
Grinding everyday
Minding my own business
I'm in a private jet
Counting up my racks
Drinking to relax
Getting many streamings
Keep on talking
Cause I'm getting richer
I do the money talk
Drinking cups of liquor
Money left to right
Rocking new Off Whites
Working till midnight
Running up the digits
Digits running up like Usain Bolt
Spent like 20 thousand on some brand new clothes
And I don't regret
Cause I got more cash
Inside my Louis bag
Have some bankrolls
All of my money got blueface
I got all this money
Cause I won the race
I don't fuck with no one
Cause they all fake
Now they show love
Cause I'm getting paid
This world is not a good place
People say they love you
And you think it's great
But it's not like that
Cause they not your friends
When you think they're real
They just want your fame
Credits
Writer(s): Marcelo Filho
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