Millz

Aye,
Let me tell you bout me M.I. to the double L-Z
Real nigga til I die and they can't take that from me
Too many homies deceased, so I let Beats rest in peace
Before I got to see the porch, I lost my heart to the streets

Shorty wanna be a thug since a youngin' I knew
Sex, violence, and drugs was the only real tool
To make it out of the gutters that we was strugglin' through
Live like a statistic and then we die like one too

Either the cell or the yard, is where they said I was due
But I'ma make it, watch em hate it, cause ain't shit they could do
Quiet nigga always in his head
I put these thoughts of mine on paper, hope they heard what I just said

Saw the vision, ain't gon' lie, it took a year for me to get
Bullshittin' wit bitches, only fuckin' wit me through sex
That shit is sad, I must confess, worst part was lettin' em stop my checks
Never again, since then, I been deep in my bag

Especially after bein' homeless, I know how much I can fit
Stuffin' hunnids in the one I used to keep all my shit
Show you life full of twists, I just managed a way
Sold everything you can name, just to build me a name

Did shit, I knew was wrong, just to stay in the game
Seen day one's change, turned my heart so cold
Now I'm stuck in the rain, prayin' I soon find the light
Conversations with demons, thats tryna bargain my soul

No more pain, and no more strugglin
Buy my mom a bigger house and then keep on hustlin
Let me tell you bout me, M.I. to the double L.Z
Real nigga till I die, and they can't take that from me

I'm on a meal ticket mission, want a milli
So I'm gettin' to the money before it can get to me
I don't feel no competition, if I did,
I'd make em wish that they ain't never knew a nigga like me
In the heart of the struggle, city of the damned

You can't make it past ten without some blood on your hands
Young man grew up quick, wit a lot on his plate
Learned how to cut crack before he could even shave his face
Look in the mirror, still tryin' to figure out his own fate

Sad, cause he knowin' it ain't gon' be from old age
Started rappin', he ain't have no other way to escape
Picked up the pen flash forward, now he droppin' a tape
And they callin' him great, millz the prophet it's in my pocket

Gotta make myself believe before I give a fuck what they think
They pushed me over the brink, but I was born on the edge
Paranoia, surround your thoughts and start to poison your head
Got me takin' catnaps with my 4-5 in the bed

And at the end of the day, I'm doin' this on my own
Never needed a helpin' hand while they was takin' a loan
In the trenches, almost lost my life wit nowhere to go
No more pain, and no more strugglin

Buy my mom a bigger house and then keep on hustlin
Let me tell you bout me, M.I. to the double L.Z
Real nigga till I die and they can't take that from me
I'm on a meal ticket mission, want a milli
So I'm gettin' to the money before it can get to me
I don't feel no competition,
If I did I'd make them wish that they ain't never knew a nigga like me,
look, no more pain