Текст песни MILLIONAIRES (feat. Tish) - Vic Mensa

When I think about all the things I've been through
I never would've made it
I never would've made it without you

A tree can't grow
A bad fruit without roots
Without you here to hold me
Oh, oh-oh, I, I, I
Never would've (made it)
(Oh, woah, made it)
I know that I never would've(made it)
(Made it, made it, made it without your love)
Never would've (made it)

Lost some time, I won sometimes (made it)
Face my fears, can't run from mine (made it)
All the times I crossed the line (made it without your love)
All y'all thought I lost my mind (made it)
Ask no permission, just forgiveness (made it)
They kill the messenger, judge the witness (made it)
Your bad decisions bad for bidness (made it without your love)
Offending everybody but you're mad defensive (made it)
Never take 'em shopping, you just be baggin' bitches (made it)
Couple magazine covers, I got a lotta issues (made it)
You fucked up the vibe, you rub people wrong (made it with your love)
I ain't gon' lie, that night I was rollin' and I was stoned (made it)
Was it Vanity Fair? (made it)
I had a point though but really I shot myself in the foot like Tory, yo (made it)
Hurt people hurt people, I've been on both sides (made it without your love)
Found worth in the Bentley, I ain't rock me no bow ties (made it)

You won't find self-love in a check stub (made it)
Ain't no happy ending until that back rub (made it)
We was down, down, baby, now we back up (made it without your love)
I'll put it on the boss but I stack up (ooh)

Never in a million years
They would've thought we'd be millionaires (ooh)
I throw my hands up in the air (never would've made it)
'Cause my grandmama still in prayer (yeah, ayy)
Never in a million years
They would've thought we'd be millionaires, oh (hey, hey)
And my hands still in the air (never would've made it)
'Cause my grandmama still a prayer (yeah, ayy)

Everybody noticed that I was super bogus
Couldn't afford a Ford but I was super focused
Trappin' out my momma basement, was baggin' 8s then
Maybe I'd get my own place if I could get some placements
Fast forward to encores on packed tours
Fast cars, Scott Storch and passports
Should've bought a crib, could've pay cash for it
Instead, I took it to crazy girls and make 'em dance for it
I know you goin' crazy, girl, your student loans stupid
A lotta niggas shootin' at you but they no cupid
In overdrive workin' overtime for the baby
Don't let a nigga with no car drive you crazy (oh yeah)

Made some millions, lost some millions (oh yeah)
Been the hero, been the villain (oh yeah)
Diamonds up, it's la familia (oh yeah)
Real recognize real, y'all not familiar

Never in a million years
They would've thought we'd be millionaires
I throw my hands up in the air
'Cause my grandmama still in prayer (yeah, ayy)
Despite anything you hear
While I'm here let me clear the air

'Cause of you I am, am, somebody
I need somebody
To be somebody
You make me feel like I could be somebody
You make me feel like I could be somebody
(Somebody, you make me feel like I could be somebody)
(Somebody, somebody)
(Somebody, never would've made it), somebody (yeah, ayy)
(Somebody, somebody)
(Somebody, somebody)