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Daniel Mills Sr.
Daniel Mills Sr.
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylon Mills
Jaylon Mills
Songwriter
Myles Martin
Myles Martin
Songwriter
Daniel Mills Sr.
Daniel Mills Sr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Myles Martin
Myles Martin
Producer
Steezy
Steezy
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Don't wait until I'm gone to put a rose at my feet Praying for my spot but you would fold in this seat A lot of niggas rap but they motive be weak I'm just trying to feed the fam until I'm old and deceased Momma seen me starve but she know Ima eat Fresh up off the yard we patrolling the streets Little nigga hard but he ain't colder then me Ten bands in that bed with the hole in the sheets Got to roll with this heat cause they been killing folks My only daughter is 5, can't let her get exposed Conversations with God, he say we getting close Got to switch up the list with all my written goals Shorty holding me down, I ain't been hitting hoes I've been hitting the stu, give me a different glow Thinking back on the times when shit was getting slow And I just stuck to the grind, knew I was fin to blow Now we celebrate just for the fuck of it Money on the way, just keep it coming in Every day I wake is just another win Show the ups and downs cause I just can't pretend All the ones who hate, we left them in the wind First check to the face then split the dividends Always kept it straight, I never break or bend Leave him in his place, they trying to make amends No, I ain't forget about them closed doors Trapping state to state until we're on tour Everything I get, it's like I want more But I cannot forget that we were once poor Tapping in again, yea it's us Lord We was down ten, now we up four It's time to receive what I've come for Reparations or we leave in a uproar Separation from my city cause I'm built different Look around for respect cause it's still missing One hundred niggas in my corner but I feel distant One hundred niggas on that corner, in the field tripping Know a nigga with a murder and he still sitting Another nigga with a murder and he still chipping I ain't chilling on the block but I still miss it Niggas act like they forgot but they still witness Now we celebrate just for the fuck of it Money on the way, just keep it coming in Every day I wake is just another win Show the ups and downs cause I just can't pretend All the ones who hate, we left them in the wind First check to the face then split the dividends Always kept it straight, I never break or bend Leave him in his place, they trying to make amends
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