The Drill
Me and my boys are hungry
Me and my boys need food on the plate
Me and my boys might shoot up the place
Me and my boys did good for a day
I need some money I need it now
They think it's funny and I'm like how
I am not milking this shit like a cow
I'm just trynna stay with my feet on ground
'Cause this life ain't easy that is a fact
What makes it worse? A brother be black
What does that mean? I'm under attack
Why they do that? 'Cause my shit don't crack
Million on my mind
Nothing I dey find
Should I get the nine
And should I commit crimes
Fuck how you feel
On my way to a mill
Yeah Yeah
Wake up and grind
That is the drill
Stand in my way you getting killed
While they popping pills I'm gaining skills
My daddy is broke my momma got bills
My family got hope but I cannot chill
All on my own I'm grinding still
I'm in the zone I'm on the field
Don't hit my phone when I make that mill
I did it alone and that shit is real
Wake up 'n grind that is the mission
No opportunity that is the issue
I'm not gon' wait I'm too official
I see it clear I see it crystal
I don't want a seat at the table
Imma create my own table
Cause I know I am able
I'm not a fool my name ain't April
So better not come with a lie
Give me a couple more years I'm that guy
I don't have limits what's a sky
If she slow me down I'm like bye
It ain't nothing personal though
Man got goals and if you ain't adding to 'em you taking away from 'em
Yeah
Man I got a
Million on my mind
Nothing I dey find
Should I get the nine
And should I commit crimes
Fuck how you feel
On my way to a mill
Yeah Yeah
Wake up and grind
That is the drill
You know the drill this is the matrix
Red or blue pill I cannot fake it
They want us cheap they want us broke
They want us sleep they killing the woke
Assassination of the characters
I'm emancipating all with bondages
Reciprocating all the damages
An eye for an eye now we savages
Fight for the hungry fight for the needy
Who I go kill all of the greedy
Please do not try me I'll do it easy
Grant you your wish just like a genie
To keep it real I cannot chill
I want a mill to provide meals
I got the skill to say how I feel
And every now and then a rapper get killed
You see this beat see how I ride
Ain't talking DM but see how I slide
See how I flow see how I glide
Say they coming for me that is a lie
Stop lying to yourself man
I'm a one man army one man machine
Can't stop destiny
Said I got a
Million on my mind
Nothing I dey find
Should I get the nine
And should I commit crimes
Fuck how you feel
On my way to a mill
Yeah Yeah
Wake up and grind
That is the drill
Me and my boys need food on the plate
Me and my boys might shoot up the place
Me and my boys did good for a day
I need some money I need it now
They think it's funny and I'm like how
I am not milking this shit like a cow
I'm just trynna stay with my feet on ground
'Cause this life ain't easy that is a fact
What makes it worse? A brother be black
What does that mean? I'm under attack
Why they do that? 'Cause my shit don't crack
Million on my mind
Nothing I dey find
Should I get the nine
And should I commit crimes
Fuck how you feel
On my way to a mill
Yeah Yeah
Wake up and grind
That is the drill
Stand in my way you getting killed
While they popping pills I'm gaining skills
My daddy is broke my momma got bills
My family got hope but I cannot chill
All on my own I'm grinding still
I'm in the zone I'm on the field
Don't hit my phone when I make that mill
I did it alone and that shit is real
Wake up 'n grind that is the mission
No opportunity that is the issue
I'm not gon' wait I'm too official
I see it clear I see it crystal
I don't want a seat at the table
Imma create my own table
Cause I know I am able
I'm not a fool my name ain't April
So better not come with a lie
Give me a couple more years I'm that guy
I don't have limits what's a sky
If she slow me down I'm like bye
It ain't nothing personal though
Man got goals and if you ain't adding to 'em you taking away from 'em
Yeah
Man I got a
Million on my mind
Nothing I dey find
Should I get the nine
And should I commit crimes
Fuck how you feel
On my way to a mill
Yeah Yeah
Wake up and grind
That is the drill
You know the drill this is the matrix
Red or blue pill I cannot fake it
They want us cheap they want us broke
They want us sleep they killing the woke
Assassination of the characters
I'm emancipating all with bondages
Reciprocating all the damages
An eye for an eye now we savages
Fight for the hungry fight for the needy
Who I go kill all of the greedy
Please do not try me I'll do it easy
Grant you your wish just like a genie
To keep it real I cannot chill
I want a mill to provide meals
I got the skill to say how I feel
And every now and then a rapper get killed
You see this beat see how I ride
Ain't talking DM but see how I slide
See how I flow see how I glide
Say they coming for me that is a lie
Stop lying to yourself man
I'm a one man army one man machine
Can't stop destiny
Said I got a
Million on my mind
Nothing I dey find
Should I get the nine
And should I commit crimes
Fuck how you feel
On my way to a mill
Yeah Yeah
Wake up and grind
That is the drill
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