Lyrics Make a Million - Junk

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Tell me why, Errbody wanna wear Armani with the Louis
Or the Prada with the Gucci in a red Ferrari cruising
And just hop into Jacuzzis with a Monica Belluci pulling
Models and some groupies and get shot up like the movies but,
That ain't fucking real that ain't fucking real
Yea you know the deal let me show what is real uh,
This is to my homie let the motherfucking hate fill
Up now he's suicidal drank liquor with some pain killers
Feeling like a failure dangerous chilling with the yay dealers
Mangling his brain all the cane cut with paint thinner,
Ey hate feeling like he need a babe
Sitter can't breath out his fucking trachea
People tell me that his problem small but it's way bigger,
Then they picture he ain't ever gonna
Stop cuz he hate quitters I relate with him,
Broken and in trouble like the condom when he came in her,
When he came in her,
This ain't no J springer this is way realer than some chain swinging
On the same fella, if I make a million then it's steak dinners with
No A-Listers at the table cuz I
Never ate with them ain't a shape shifter,
I don't change cuz I came living in the slums I
Know what it takes dinner plates wasn't in our fund
When a millies made I'm a break that shit into chunks
Err body eating no need to pray for this shit come what.

Err body eating no need to pray for this shit come x 4

Even when I'm rich I'll be in a rap cypher,
Painting over bricks illin' with the graf writers
Still cop the same kicks on my Air Max 90's I
Don't give a flying shit being rich can't buy me
I will break bread though, pop gets sick is where the pay cheque goes
If I'm not feeding kids when I cake then
No I ain't do it right they gone hate on me
You can bank it on it rate dropping
If I make profit n i don't pay homage
To the ones that put me on like Dre calling
Snoop when he made Chronic stay honest, (long pause)
Never break promise is my motto no more 8
Balling for my sorrows when the paper right
If you hate your life, you will pay the price,
And money make you fight like it's Dana White,
Its funny how advice isn't taken light coming
From a guy where they die every day and night,
Give me the milli I'm a provider dope rhymer
With no ghost writer everything I wrote is so fire
Get my own driver fuck a limo give me low
Riders album going diamond I'm a coal miner
If i help you don't tell me you don't
Remember like an old timer with some Alzheimers
If i co sign ya do it for another go find
Her, or go find him spread ya wealth definitely
Help somebody else thats the recipe.