Millions

I'm just waking up now I gotta hit a play
I don't really give a fuck bout what a bitch say
She keep really trippin on me saying that im acting fake

I don't got no time for dates
I don't got no time to hate
I keep moving all this weight
Cause I'm tryna make a way

I cannot get sent up state
You ain't fucking with my plate
Ever since I caught a case
Imma hide my damn face

Man I really want a coupe
Hop in out w a suit
I record this shit myself
I don't really need a Stu

When I died I went to hell
Yeah I swear that shit is true
I just had to hit a bale
I just had to hit a sale

I just had to move work
Don't got time to feel hurt
I don't feel real hurt

Bitch all up in my phone
I don't think I know her
Gotta get up in the zone
Gotta get up I can't stay

I don't even really care
There ain't nothing she can say

I'm up 100k I ain't ever need a front
When I walk up in the store I be buying what I want
I keep working everyday I don't ever get a break
Even with a 100k I keep on trying to get paid

Everyday I'm counting money
Know you feel a type a way
You ain't ever had no money that's why you be switching up
You can't even talk to me cause u don't even got enough

My bitch say I'm going crazy and I think that shit insane
I don't think that she should date me she be trash at giving brain
I ain't fucking with that hoe
I ain't fucking with that bitch

She keep putting on a show
I ain't fucking with that shit
I been trapping on the road
Shit been getting really lit

I ain't fucking up the flow
I be cruising on this bitch
I'm on molly on the low
I think I can feel my soul
This bitch say she really hate me cause I never give her gold



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Writer(s): Francisco Velez
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