Still Mills

Roll another raw so I don't feel outta place
Yeah that money on the way
Know that money on the way
Don't give a fuck what you gon say know my family know we got it
Hella gin to the face fuck that bitch till she amazed
Yeah I'm smoking on the chronic and these niggas only hate
Roll another king only smoking on that dank
Money on the brain only thing that interferes
Is this bitch she take my love and that shit sharp like a spear
I don't even know but I gotta get back to my bros
They give me it all so I'm not feeling so alone
I don't even know I roll a plane and get in my zone
I am way to lit that's why I can't answer my phone
And my bitch is like my vape she gon give me a little dome
Try to make my own style and niggas love to be clones
And you can't trust nun these hoes cuz they lying to fuck wit you
But I might hit it tonight like lil shorty yeah what It do

I know I resign but I can't get you out my mind
But I can
And I will
But I've been thinking all the time
I got these hoes that's on my line
But I still Crave your feeling
Try to run but I can't hide
But never let them touch my vibe
Cuz I'm still gon make millions

I missed your call last week why the fuck you hit me up
I'm gettin lit wit the team in my cup yeah I'm mixing it up
Don't mean to stunt
New lil shorty look bad as fuck
No roof no more so the gas go up
And these hating ass nigga wanna fuck wit trump
And I've been trippin on me
But I don't think about it cuz my niggas wit me
We lit up at the party getting high a different peak
Yeah lil shorty know I'm narly and she wanna fuck with Le
But the only thing I think

You've been on my mind
I got these hoes that's on my line
But I still Crave your feeling
Try to run but I can't hide
But never let them touch my vibe
Cuz I'm still gon make millions



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Stockdale
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