My are always open Your fears rollin' And they deep and you control it What you want, you want, emotion? My are always open Your fears rollin' And they and you can't control it What you want, you want, emotion?
I need a out with no frustration I need a permanent getaway They got a permanent hit-list my A million reasons to get rich my did it right
I could've homeless I I moved too often, this for the Summer I could've homeless I had to go, I had a course
A million reasons to get rich, my A million to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my
My people still dry snitchin' whenever they the mic That's what happens a therapist isn't somewhere in sight flight, never lean to the left or the right 'Cause turn the other cheek when our niggas start to die When our women start to die, our children start to die I don't feel the empathy, we made the too many times Every summer in this city to feel like Columbine you got to get yours, and I got to get mine One for the paragons of the paradigm you underground, nigga only try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get the stadium They couldn't match my alien, I'm glowing uranium
One time for One One (nigga) One (nigga) One (nigga) One (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) A million reasons to get rich, my Fifty did it right, Fifty did it Wish I call every successful rapper for advice How the do I make this shit last my whole life? (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga)
Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like I just want that, I just want that, I just that, I just want that on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum I want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like I just want that, I just want that, I just that, I just want that
On my jewelry, and on my On my jewelry, and on my You I got give me what I need