Percy Miller
Ay, truth be told, there's no limit to what I'm doing, man. Whatever you think is going on, it's a lot more
Okay, okay, more life, more power. I was down bad for hours
Days, weeks, months, years, had to come get what was ours. Niggas left ain't sour. The double back can't allow it
Hunnid ways to make a couple thousand like Percy Miller, I'm bout it!
Where the funds at? Tell em run that, gotta find a way to get it!
We been shooting shit at Ebbets, made the money wasn't looking for credit
Funny feeling when you checking your debit, the numbers nice, but it start with a negative. That put blood in my eyes when I reminisce, Lucero Ferraro for the hell of it
Okay, he's that man, so say he's on plan love hoes, this is not chance fuck who? She just danced
Tell the label to keep the advance, cause I'm really deserving the stock
Ayo ho, what's up with your mans? Cause I'm the one serving da uh
Mystery Coop, that's me. I'm at 40 deuce on the screen. Niggas sayin wow, still weak
Tryna figure how we gon eat. If the trigger's out, better squeeze. Gotta look around for the D. Don't you make a sound when they breathe. I ain't goin down to the beam
Vagabond niggas still flexin, where we gon tell me what's the message?
Whole lotta effort, no essence. So sad, shit is depressing
Got in the game, my heart went hollow, what it takes to make it to the top
I know they want me to be McDonald's, Me, I'm more of Ray Kroc
Me, so the whores they watch, He, so the Lord won't stop, Peace, I been on new rocks, Keys, for the doors they lock, Everything's open
You can see what I did with devotion, trapped my body by my locomotive
If you get it, then put it in motion, Black Barbie and I'm beepin the ocean
In the pink, I got one in a stink, Out in Cali, I been puffin a potion
Got me balanced, I could run on a ring
Fella cabs, I was ridin in Lincolns, mind going and my patience shrinking
But it feel like we sinkin, L. A. B. B., what the fuck is you thinkin
More life, more power I was down bad for hours
Days, weeks, months, years, had to come get what's ours
Niggas left ain't sour, The double back can't allow it
Hundred ways to make a couple million Like Percy Miller, I'm bout it!
Okay, okay, more life, more power. I was down bad for hours
Days, weeks, months, years, had to come get what was ours. Niggas left ain't sour. The double back can't allow it
Hunnid ways to make a couple thousand like Percy Miller, I'm bout it!
Where the funds at? Tell em run that, gotta find a way to get it!
We been shooting shit at Ebbets, made the money wasn't looking for credit
Funny feeling when you checking your debit, the numbers nice, but it start with a negative. That put blood in my eyes when I reminisce, Lucero Ferraro for the hell of it
Okay, he's that man, so say he's on plan love hoes, this is not chance fuck who? She just danced
Tell the label to keep the advance, cause I'm really deserving the stock
Ayo ho, what's up with your mans? Cause I'm the one serving da uh
Mystery Coop, that's me. I'm at 40 deuce on the screen. Niggas sayin wow, still weak
Tryna figure how we gon eat. If the trigger's out, better squeeze. Gotta look around for the D. Don't you make a sound when they breathe. I ain't goin down to the beam
Vagabond niggas still flexin, where we gon tell me what's the message?
Whole lotta effort, no essence. So sad, shit is depressing
Got in the game, my heart went hollow, what it takes to make it to the top
I know they want me to be McDonald's, Me, I'm more of Ray Kroc
Me, so the whores they watch, He, so the Lord won't stop, Peace, I been on new rocks, Keys, for the doors they lock, Everything's open
You can see what I did with devotion, trapped my body by my locomotive
If you get it, then put it in motion, Black Barbie and I'm beepin the ocean
In the pink, I got one in a stink, Out in Cali, I been puffin a potion
Got me balanced, I could run on a ring
Fella cabs, I was ridin in Lincolns, mind going and my patience shrinking
But it feel like we sinkin, L. A. B. B., what the fuck is you thinkin
More life, more power I was down bad for hours
Days, weeks, months, years, had to come get what's ours
Niggas left ain't sour, The double back can't allow it
Hundred ways to make a couple million Like Percy Miller, I'm bout it!
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Writer(s): Darius Henry
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