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A Millie



Yeah, it’s Drizzy baby

I’m ready

Alright, J Prince I got em

Look, I’m really the heir

To the fortune of a millionaire

Talking money with me’s really unfair

At the border like I swear

I have nothing to declare

I am nothing like these other niggas coming out this year

Even if you never met me

You can tell I’m on that same shit

Loyal as a motherfucker

Nobody be saying shit

Dope boys know me

Cuz I often speak they language

So well spoken

Man I should’ve went to Cambridge

Y.O.U.N.G hoe

Women they can be so

Motivated by money

That’s why they be on me foe

Ask your favorite rapper homie

Guarantee that he know

If he is the one

I’m the zero.


Please comprehend

I am a surf club general

I’m mister consistent

I have never come in intervals

You don’t wanna be caught in the middle

Like a centerfold

I’m committing suicide

If we’re ever identical


How you like a nigga now

In control of my domain

They can do what I allow

And I know Toronto miss me

Imma be home in a minute

That’s my city

And I run it

You just run around in it

They see me out in person

And say I ain’t heard you sing yet

The world is my playground

Don’t fuck with my swinggg-set!

We get to pitching

And that’s when it gets to piling

I’m calling your bluff

Don’t act like you can’t see me dialing

I’m in

Low-Cut Louies

With them hard denim jeans

And a beige jacket

Hands down the best in my age bracket

Holla at me!




A Millie

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