PAZ, Chris Young - Swag On A Milli lyrics
[PAZ, Chris Young - Swag On A Milli lyrics]
I'm just trynna stack a milli a milli a milli
I'm trynna get you home for
Really for really for really
After the show we'll roll a
Phillie a Phillie a Phillie
And if you feel me touch the
Ceilin' the ceilin' the ceilin'
Well I'mma kick it off, Gramatica
I never do it by the book, no Britannica
I'm a real Battlestar, no Galactica
You'll always find me in the fast lane
Danica the realest shit I'll ever say to you
I'm trynna make it
I'mma do what I'mma have to do
Full speed, I won't stop till it's over
I'mma put the pedal to the floor, Toyota
And I'm off the top, Rogaine
Still young, still broke, still no fame
They can't see me like Blind Melon, No Rain
I keep it wired to the T, no Pain
But it wasn't always so you know
Before I found the flow I never
Knew exactly where to go
Seemed I always went wrong, moonlander
Now I can only go right, Zoolander
I bet ya didn't expect it
Comin from the white kid
I'mma wrap it up tight, prom night kid
Freshest flow's mine, everybody knows it
Rookie of the year, '09 Derrick Rose shit
But don't ever call it dumb luck
I cut so much now you would
Think I was on Nip tuck
Got wore down, nail to the cuticle
Now I sell out
Like Michael Jackson's funeral
Not the usual, rock so unusual
Always workin out the box, no cubicle
Took a long time, grind till I got mine
No one ever told me life
Would be so beautiful
And I'm just trynna stack a milli
Floor to the ceilin', paper out the buildin
I'm livin that sweet life, life feels so nice
I'm livin high, I'm on a horse, Old Spice
Stayin on my grind, had hustle on my mind
Cause, I'm sick of the nickels
And them muhfuckin' dimes
I write rhymes, to give sight to the blind
When they pockets stay empty
With receipts and pennies
What will I gain if my hear
Is empty? Passion and pride
I created a Vibe, manifested my drive
From the 405 to the 805 my show's so live
I make promoters stage dive
Lyrical homicide with a milli on the side
Cash rules the city
I could be the tour guide
While they got they jewels
While the got they moves
I just know I'm goin nuts as a cashew
While I'm stackin a milli, puffin a Phillie
Poppin a wheelie, don't be laughin silly
I'm illy for really its the man
You can say I did it with the rhyme
Christopher Young, the name is signed, I'm
I'm trynna get you home for
Really for really for really
After the show we'll roll a
Phillie a Phillie a Phillie
And if you feel me touch the
Ceilin' the ceilin' the ceilin'
Well I'mma kick it off, Gramatica
I never do it by the book, no Britannica
I'm a real Battlestar, no Galactica
You'll always find me in the fast lane
Danica the realest shit I'll ever say to you
I'm trynna make it
I'mma do what I'mma have to do
Full speed, I won't stop till it's over
I'mma put the pedal to the floor, Toyota
And I'm off the top, Rogaine
Still young, still broke, still no fame
They can't see me like Blind Melon, No Rain
I keep it wired to the T, no Pain
But it wasn't always so you know
Before I found the flow I never
Knew exactly where to go
Seemed I always went wrong, moonlander
Now I can only go right, Zoolander
I bet ya didn't expect it
Comin from the white kid
I'mma wrap it up tight, prom night kid
Freshest flow's mine, everybody knows it
Rookie of the year, '09 Derrick Rose shit
But don't ever call it dumb luck
I cut so much now you would
Think I was on Nip tuck
Got wore down, nail to the cuticle
Now I sell out
Like Michael Jackson's funeral
Not the usual, rock so unusual
Always workin out the box, no cubicle
Took a long time, grind till I got mine
No one ever told me life
Would be so beautiful
And I'm just trynna stack a milli
Floor to the ceilin', paper out the buildin
I'm livin that sweet life, life feels so nice
I'm livin high, I'm on a horse, Old Spice
Stayin on my grind, had hustle on my mind
Cause, I'm sick of the nickels
And them muhfuckin' dimes
I write rhymes, to give sight to the blind
When they pockets stay empty
With receipts and pennies
What will I gain if my hear
Is empty? Passion and pride
I created a Vibe, manifested my drive
From the 405 to the 805 my show's so live
I make promoters stage dive
Lyrical homicide with a milli on the side
Cash rules the city
I could be the tour guide
While they got they jewels
While the got they moves
I just know I'm goin nuts as a cashew
While I'm stackin a milli, puffin a Phillie
Poppin a wheelie, don't be laughin silly
I'm illy for really its the man
You can say I did it with the rhyme
Christopher Young, the name is signed, I'm