m!llz blueprints 444 şarkı sözleri

Mmmm Woah Yeah Yeah Yeah Hm-hm Yeah I been feelin' Ye now I be feelin' H.O.V Ask me for the blueprints, can I spill them though? What we talkin' real shit? No, then thank you though D.O.A. we off that We gon' run this town State of mind to build an empire, then on to the next one Can't be young forever In 01, i guess a star was born I was already home Thought you already know You know you can't hate Very ambitious Thought I'd remind you though yuh Yeah These are the blueprints Shopping and popping tags, hoping the shoe fits Cinderella story, up on the news bitch Channel crew ain't knew I knew what it do bitch Double c be costing 5 a p N' pushing pricey product, mean you traveling Around in 7 waters From the holy three If you come around You keep it square my g I'm the 1 fulfillin' prophecies Manifesting from the apple tree Ya can't be picky picking fallen fruit you see Rotten means ya Betta leave it be Chuck a Duce gotta balance out 2's a party but threes a crowd They built a nation off of spending green I'm talking paper money It ain't grow on trees Cotten linen Back to picking Buying clothes, man I'm back to spending Slave to shopping, get shot for winning Party pills, poppin penicillin Cuz success makes niggas revengeful Even out the kinfolk Even when nigga isn't sinful Unc jumpin' on my neck Can a nigga catch some rest Jailed up, asking me "nigga whatchu in for?" Got my blue Chakra locked up But I can't forget about white Cuz I've been crowned with knowledge Been taking my wrongs, and I make the right Making my songs I belong in light A nigga won't die, putting up a fight Got it tatted on my arm Promise I won't self harm, or alarm Swear to god, I was meant for life F*ck it I gotta do What the f*ck do I gotta prove? What the f*ck do I gotta prove? F*ck it I gotta do What the f*ck do I gotta prove? What the f*ck do I gotta prove? F*ck it I gotta do What the f*ck do I gotta prove? What the f*ck do I gotta prove? F*ck it I gotta do What the f*ck do I gotta prove? What the f*ck do I gotta prove? Wake up bro (shit!) You the one Born 01291 (11) That's 4 of em Your personal number is 2, meaning balance Your primary power colors are White and light blue meaning you know And you speak Yeah These are the blueprints Shopping and popping tags, hoping the shoe fits Cinderella story, up on the news bitch Channel crew ain't knew I knew what it do bitch Double c be costing 5 a p N' pushing pricey product, mean you traveling Around in 7 waters From the holy three If you come around You keep it square my g I'm the 1 fulfillin' prophecies Manifesting from the apple tree Ya can't be picky picking fallen fruit you see Rotten means ya Betta leave it be Chuck a Duce gotta balance out 2's a party but threes a crowd They built a nation off of spending green I'm talking paper money It ain't grow on trees Cotten linen Back to picking Buying clothes, man I'm back to spending Slave to shopping, get shot for winning Cotten linen Back to picking Buying clothes, man I'm back to spending Slave to shopping, get shot for winning Cotten linen Back to picking Buying clothes, man I'm back to spending Slave to shopping, get shot for winning Cotten linen Back to picking Buying clothes, man I'm back to spending Slave to shopping, get shot for winning
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