Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Mack
Songwriter
SmartAlec95
Songwriter
Lyrics
Millions
Oh yeah let's get it
Chillin with my ****
And we riding to the millions
Teacher said the chance of that is Like one in a million
I've been knocked down
A couple times but I'm resilient
I know this is practice
I treat like a scrimmage
Yeah it cost to be the boss
And that shit get expensive
Either you a MJ or you Scottie Pippen
Can I get a amen
Can I get a witness
I know I'm gonna make it
I done scratched my lotto ticket
Ima go the distance some say
I've been distant
Tryna make so difference so
I'm moving different
Tryna live the suite life like
I'm in the Tipton
Pouring all these 4's that's the reason
Why I'm tipping
Money coming slow so
My baby keep on tripping
She can tell I'm broke
By the way that
I be limping
Ima Mack fuck all that
Let's get back to this pimpin
I been feeling dead inside
Someone call forensics
And I'm back to the grind
Like I went I back in time
And I ain't got no time
To sit back or recline
Cause life is brief like some Calvin Kleins
Deep like you in the mines
When you tryna make the climb
Chasing all them Dolla signs
To be a phenomamon
Moving fast like Ramadan
See me on a Jumbotron
Pray I reach the finishline
And my **** hit my line
You already know it's time
I said you know what I'm on
So let's get it
Chillin with my **** and
We riding to the millions
Teacher said the chance of that is like one in a million
I've been knocked down a couple times but I'm resilient
I know this is practice
I treat like a scrimmage
Yeah it cost to be the boss and that shit get expensive
Either you a MJ or you Scottie Pippen
Can I get a amen
Can I get a witness
I know I'm gonna make it
I done punched my lotto ticket
DREAM yeah
DREAM yeah
DREAM over everything
Written by: Kyle Mack, SmartAlec95