Pak-Man, Corleone - Millions lyrics
[Pak-Man, Corleone - Millions lyrics]
The streets so cold but the streets my home
Do what it takes
I need a couple millions in my life
Or my name on a stone
To survive in my hometown, yeah
To survive in my hometown ah yeah yeah
You couldn't spend a day in my trainers
When you’re getting money you
Can spend it faster
Than it takes you to make it
I reflect on my journey and
There's beauty in the struggle
Now I Louis up my duffle
And I'm due another couple
Everything I’m rocking
That was made in France
Bitches staring at my diamonds and
The way they dance poor little rich kids
I done made bricks flip
Now I'm trying to turn around and
Do shows and some big cribs
I ain't burgling houses
I'm putting birds into houses
Been swerving in Germans
Only concerned with my thousands
If it ain't about money then miss me with it
Stepping out
Cocaine Balenciagas crispy with it
I'm from the dirty South and
It's gritty in it
I ain't sleeping in a house
With my kitty in it
Everything I been through in my
Life got me paranoid no lacking
Gotta keep going I don’t have a choice
The streets so cold but the streets my home
Do what it takes
I need a couple millions in my life
Or my name on a stone
To survive in my hometown, yeah
To survive in my hometown ah yeah yeah
My life’s so cold you can die no joke
I was tied to the ropes i never had no hope
I never had no clothes my Mama had no dough
My bro and dad sold coke and
Got bags on the road
I was fathered by gangsters
I weren't part of no wanksters
In my car it’s a tractor
With my 32 I'll slap you
I'm a star not an actor
In my past I was strapped up
Living fast off the crack stuff
You get blast if you act up
Rolling through my hometown
With Hyper, he's home now
Put away that chrome brown
It’s nice on the zones now
Any beef we roll out
Catch him, blast his dome out
GB the flowing sound
Niggas know know we're blowing
As a young G in my teens I was militant
I used to want G's now
I'm peeing on them millions
Niggas want me, how my nina's got many men
I'll scream it on any ends
The streets is my residence
The streets so cold but the streets my home
Do what it takes
I need a couple millions in my life
Or my name on a stone
To survive in my hometown, yeah
To survive in my hometown ah yeah yeah
Do what it takes
I need a couple millions in my life
Or my name on a stone
To survive in my hometown, yeah
To survive in my hometown ah yeah yeah
You couldn't spend a day in my trainers
When you’re getting money you
Can spend it faster
Than it takes you to make it
I reflect on my journey and
There's beauty in the struggle
Now I Louis up my duffle
And I'm due another couple
Everything I’m rocking
That was made in France
Bitches staring at my diamonds and
The way they dance poor little rich kids
I done made bricks flip
Now I'm trying to turn around and
Do shows and some big cribs
I ain't burgling houses
I'm putting birds into houses
Been swerving in Germans
Only concerned with my thousands
If it ain't about money then miss me with it
Stepping out
Cocaine Balenciagas crispy with it
I'm from the dirty South and
It's gritty in it
I ain't sleeping in a house
With my kitty in it
Everything I been through in my
Life got me paranoid no lacking
Gotta keep going I don’t have a choice
The streets so cold but the streets my home
Do what it takes
I need a couple millions in my life
Or my name on a stone
To survive in my hometown, yeah
To survive in my hometown ah yeah yeah
My life’s so cold you can die no joke
I was tied to the ropes i never had no hope
I never had no clothes my Mama had no dough
My bro and dad sold coke and
Got bags on the road
I was fathered by gangsters
I weren't part of no wanksters
In my car it’s a tractor
With my 32 I'll slap you
I'm a star not an actor
In my past I was strapped up
Living fast off the crack stuff
You get blast if you act up
Rolling through my hometown
With Hyper, he's home now
Put away that chrome brown
It’s nice on the zones now
Any beef we roll out
Catch him, blast his dome out
GB the flowing sound
Niggas know know we're blowing
As a young G in my teens I was militant
I used to want G's now
I'm peeing on them millions
Niggas want me, how my nina's got many men
I'll scream it on any ends
The streets is my residence
The streets so cold but the streets my home
Do what it takes
I need a couple millions in my life
Or my name on a stone
To survive in my hometown, yeah
To survive in my hometown ah yeah yeah
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