Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Million, artist - Young Greatness. Date of issue: 31.12.2015
Song language: English
Million |
| Sometimes you just got to win you know what I’m saying |
| You know how far you go to get it |
| Get your grind on lil n*gga feel me |
| F*ck what a n*gga say, stay sucka free |
| Keep ya heat on ya too |
| You might try something you know what I’m saying |
| Hey little ni*ga on the block with my chain did you get it shine |
| Get my best friend hurt my heart just to see his momma cry |
| Little light in that rose plus her heart say close |
| What you know about the street life when you eighteen on the crack rock |
| Got me out of my feelings I just trying to make a million |
| I know some nigga want to steal me |
| You will never get a chance |
| I been rolling hard with my shooter riding around the city in a van |
| I know God got a plan I’m trying hard to understand |
| I’m just trying to be the man I’m just trying to be the man |
| I just want to run my city I just want to run my city |
| They screaming when I walk in the building and a young boy make a killing |
| Nightmares pushing spaceships whole hood motivated |
| I been driving in the rain I been driving in my sleep |
| I been driving all night and all morning my kid got to eat |
| Ever seen a bus or a hall when you sleep |
| You don’t grind you don’t eat you don’t grind you don’t shine |
| I went decker hard on a corner with my burner really trying to get it |
| Keep my best friend got my mic on got a nigga straight tripping |
| A living legend trying to get it A living legend trying to get it |
| Hang my jersey in the rafters I live hard like a |
| Look my enemy right in his eye |
| Yeah I done pushed all my feelings aside |
| A living legend til the day that I die |
| I went looking for a mil every night and I’m still trying to make it |
| On the streets motivation if I did it you can make it |
| Grab my chain like a racist foreign coupe on some ray shit |
| Bitch I’m rapping for New Orleans rock my tims like I’m Harlem |
| None of these n*gga can see me cause I ain’t nothing but a one in a million |
| Sat a the door like a villain the hot shot might kill ya |
| See the pain in my eyes you ain’t trying to take her out |
| I take you to the other side man it ain’t where no other n*gga goes |
| All I want is a million I take that make a killing |
| The wall on my chain the saint bernard in the building |
| I’m repping hard for my set though cook them nigga’s lives on a let go |
| I done sold all the shit I done shot up all the beef |
| I’m playing hard for the keeps |
| I want my grandma |
| I want my momma |
| I want my sister |
| I’m praying hard for the better days |
| I went decker hard on a corner with my burner really trying to get it |
| Keep my best friend got my mic on got a nigga straight tripping |
| A living legend trying to get it A living legend trying to get it |
| Hang my jersey in the rafters I live hard like a |
| Look my enemy right in his eye |
| Yeah I done pushed all my feelings aside |
| A living legend til the day that I die |