MILLIONAIRE FREESTYLE
I just had to let you know I won't ever let you go
You're my everything and more
And more
I could never let you leave this means everything to me
Baby Imma fight for it
Baby Imma fight for it
Fight for it
They like Tav why you stressin'? I need a million dollars
My teacher told my mama I'd be a problem
My mama told my teacher she ain't worried bout it
They knew I'd do this shit dad helped me get it started
How these niggas hatin' and they still watchin'
How I fuck yo bitch and you still talkin'?
No matter what I say you niggas can't stop me
When I get time alone I get a little cocky
Tav swimmin' in the water while the boat rockin
Tav always felt the same when he wasn't poppin
My ex was laughin' at me nigga I was still droppin
Now when they hear my story they get chills probably
I can't find my heart I think my bitch got it
Ain't no neighbors by the crib and I still lock it
Lil cousin knew I was gon blow and he was still robbin
My bitch was leavin' me but I can't really trip about it
She put her hands behind her back when she see me drownin
I hope the shit I heard ain't true but I wouldn't doubt it
Breakin' me was funny then the now how it's really sounding?
Put myself back together it's like I built a mountain
I worked so motherfuckin' hard now I need an accountant
I deleted all the songs from when you used to clown me
I should've left them bitches up I had no one around me
I was still goin' to school when Tru and Jay found me
Whips and chains you would think it's the 1800's
We wasn't rich but I was good I ain't complainin' bout nothin
Stomach growlin' boy I hate it but you learn to love it
I used to put the school lunch in my bag for supper
It's been me and my brothers you see how we comin
My girl pretty as fuck and I don't got a budget
Shouldn't be nothin' like Lubbock baby I'll love you in public
If you was still a stranger I'd fasho be crushin
You wanna have a baby girl I'm down to discuss it
You wanna be my girl it won't be nothin' above it
You ask about the city they gon' tell you I run it
And I do
I made three hundred twenty thousand off these type beats
How my show sell out if these niggas don't like me
Throw me to the wolves I'll come back as the pack leader
I'll get a corporate sales job in a wife beater
If I could do anything then I'd do anything for you
Why it seem like you drunk every time you tell the truth
I've been trippin' lately baby is it someone new
If the money ran out I can't guess what you'd do
Fuck
You're my everything and more
And more
I could never let you leave this means everything to me
Baby Imma fight for it
Baby Imma fight for it
Fight for it
They like Tav why you stressin'? I need a million dollars
My teacher told my mama I'd be a problem
My mama told my teacher she ain't worried bout it
They knew I'd do this shit dad helped me get it started
How these niggas hatin' and they still watchin'
How I fuck yo bitch and you still talkin'?
No matter what I say you niggas can't stop me
When I get time alone I get a little cocky
Tav swimmin' in the water while the boat rockin
Tav always felt the same when he wasn't poppin
My ex was laughin' at me nigga I was still droppin
Now when they hear my story they get chills probably
I can't find my heart I think my bitch got it
Ain't no neighbors by the crib and I still lock it
Lil cousin knew I was gon blow and he was still robbin
My bitch was leavin' me but I can't really trip about it
She put her hands behind her back when she see me drownin
I hope the shit I heard ain't true but I wouldn't doubt it
Breakin' me was funny then the now how it's really sounding?
Put myself back together it's like I built a mountain
I worked so motherfuckin' hard now I need an accountant
I deleted all the songs from when you used to clown me
I should've left them bitches up I had no one around me
I was still goin' to school when Tru and Jay found me
Whips and chains you would think it's the 1800's
We wasn't rich but I was good I ain't complainin' bout nothin
Stomach growlin' boy I hate it but you learn to love it
I used to put the school lunch in my bag for supper
It's been me and my brothers you see how we comin
My girl pretty as fuck and I don't got a budget
Shouldn't be nothin' like Lubbock baby I'll love you in public
If you was still a stranger I'd fasho be crushin
You wanna have a baby girl I'm down to discuss it
You wanna be my girl it won't be nothin' above it
You ask about the city they gon' tell you I run it
And I do
I made three hundred twenty thousand off these type beats
How my show sell out if these niggas don't like me
Throw me to the wolves I'll come back as the pack leader
I'll get a corporate sales job in a wife beater
If I could do anything then I'd do anything for you
Why it seem like you drunk every time you tell the truth
I've been trippin' lately baby is it someone new
If the money ran out I can't guess what you'd do
Fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Tavien Williams
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