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millyz - deluxe thoughts كلمات أغنية

[intro]
took a lot to get here, that’s the difference
you know what i mean? it’s a different type of commitment (tss)
gettin’ hot though, in it?
b7, this the deluxe, though (sky grey, but my jewelry bright, you know how that go)
it’s a lot of sh_t i ain’t get to say, you know?
blanco
yeah

[verse 1]
private jet to teterboro, keep it thorough
i been livin’ for today like i don’t need tomorrow
went and got it on my own, now i don’t need to borrow
and i don’t argue with no b_tches, i don’t beef or quarrel
thuggin’ on the social sites, shooter with me kobe_like
i tell my youngin’ to stay clean, but i pour dope in sprite
sometime, i still feel lower than my brokest nights
ocean flights, my mama say i’m trippin’, and, i know she right (woo)
it f_cked me up inside a little, f_ckin’ with my pride a little (yeah)
pharmaceuti’s runnin’ through my veins like i’m inside a ‘spital (d_mn)
i’ve been so caught up in this rap sh_t that i’m losin’ touch
everybody smilin’ in my face, i don’t know who to trust
haters hide in plain sight, i don’t know who to rush
try to send us to the feds, all they could do to us
no security, i’m doin’ side quests with a bougie sl_t
lines, i’m pourin’ two and up
tell kyler turn the music up (yeah)
[chorus]
maybach slidin’ with her hair in the wind (hair in the wind)
too much trauma, i don’t know where to begin (i don’t know where to begin)
trap fit ’em, locked in, sh_t, i’ma wear it again (sh_t, i’ma wear it again)
say a prayer, i’m feelin’ evil in my spirit again, yeah (yo)
chin up and my chest out, back against the wall
now every year we live, that’s just another year we ball (ball)
chin up and my chest out (yeah), back against the wall
now every year we live, that’s just another year we ball (yeah)

[verse 2]
new york high_rises, i’m a regular
baccarat hotel, drop five_thousand, pour the beverage up
blanco 7, i might go deluxe and boost my leverage up
a lot of guys had motion out of mass’, but they was never us
i’ve played with m’s since 2020
what i’m slidin’? bentley, bentley
what she buyin’? fendi, fendi
don’t ask me ’bout a post with remy
youngin’s puttin’ b_ttons on them poles, it ain’t no totin’ semis
hoes tryna rekindle what we had, but i got a broken memory (got a broken memory)
what your life like? i can tell you what them nights like (i’ll tell you)
hit it with the cutter and then you stretched, what’s the price like? (what’s the price like?)
what’s the price on that perico?
i mean, we talkin’ white, right?
they so caught up in my skin color, all i see is d_ck suckers
little rappers worried ’bout my grind, but i’m a big hustler
if you want a war that ain’t involve some clout, we would’ve been rushed him
you the type to do a bid and let men touch you
willingly so hard to not k!ll y’all, this sh_t k!llin’ me (i swear)
[chorus]
maybach slidin’ with her hair in the wind (hair in the wind)
too much trauma, i don’t know where to begin (i don’t know where to begin)
trap fit ’em, locked in, sh_t, i’ma wear it again (sh_t, i’ma wear it again)
say a prayer, i’m feelin’ evil in my spirit again, yeah (yo)
chin up and my chest out, back against the wall
now every year we live, that’s just another year we ball (we ball)
chin up and my chest out (yeah), back against the wall (yeah)
now every year we live, that’s just another year we ball (know that)

[outro]
super, super duper, hahaha, yeah
ayy, cold spring, i appreciate the beat, though
b7, this the deluxe, uh
(i keep my wrist cool like my brother, cold spring in new york)

- millyz

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