Текст песни Untitled 187 - Michael Millions feat. Brionya James

Who the best or who the great!
I'm the light... all these stages i lumenate
I might be bright... but i'm due to stay
I know i put in that work... now i'm due for pay
Short cuts is something i couldn't fade
Why my shoulder got my hair laying on it... from out my braid
My future got my life waiting on it to come out my brain
Speak the life into existence i guess that out my mouth
Preserve the life like the plastic still on my auntie couch
Homie i seen it all... pride before the fall
No answers on a call when your backs against the wall
Bloody knuckles from brawls
They say life's a bitch, and shorty just left her draws
So if i get questioned "huh" the awkward pause
Boy they struggle to keep it real...
My struggle i keep concealed
If i reveal i just might pop... feeling like pac
All eyes on me!

I thinking these niggas wanna kill me
I thinking these niggas wanna kill me
Don't think they gonna
But i think they wanna

I thinking these niggas wanna kill me
I thinking these niggas wanna kill me
Don't think they gonna
But i think they wanna

Vrrrrrrreeom as i speed by in that Farrari
Class is in session number one rule don't be tardy
I need two of me since that video with the audi
The bet was a milli so millions is what they call me
Dog i'm from a place on the map
Where a nigga that you dap be the same one to get you clapped
Where the show is 5 dollars and is buck for the pap
Either you played ball... or got played or nasty with raps
Braid sticking out my bucket dog...
Working on my bucket list and i don't think i fuck with y'all
Cause my type moving mountains
That y'all made out of mole hills...
The crib my father copped the got the fountains
Shit so real...
I know my latest got that triple beam and that coke feel
My shit give hip hop... that hope feel
My bitch got the henny and the pre roll...
Beautiful smile... i don't this shit for ego