dj lucas - to a milli lyrics
[verse 1]
tell the labels if they’re ready we can do it how i want
shordy [?] follow back it feel like switching to a [?]
and my homie dressed up nice he tryna register a glock
up and down the road to riches almost memorized the walk, yeah
let me talk my talk i had to let ‘em’ know
hear the ground talking to me, edgar allan poe
are you f+cking with me baby, thats a yes or no
and my fingers way colder than a stethoscope, yeah
came out western mass’ that means we’rе landlocked
my homies french+canadian and jеwish we don’t only rep the shamrock
im rapping bout’ the za my boy i really got them xans off
it used to be like 3 am, driving out to randolph’s
[chorus]
hit the dunkin’, grab the key to use the bathroom
i can hear the devil knocking like he tryna sell a vacuum (i know you’re in there lucas)
im tryna get so rich i’m living in a vacuum
with a big bag of money, girl i’m colder than a classroom
moneeeeeyyyyyyy
ha, i don’t think they feel me
on the road to riches and i’m boutta’ pop a wheelie
gotta do my thing i got a feeling it’s gon’ k!ll me
every girl i dated knew the lyrics to a milli
[verse 2]
im going with my gut, i don’t care if it’s an ulcer
who’s that anglo+saxon tip+toeing through the culture
im not controversial i’m just flying it a vulture
shordy want a new life, say she’s moving out to boulder
who’s that demon in the lawn?
boy i came out the suburbs, i was screaming at my mom
young and rowdy, young and dumb without a reason to be wrong
and the fairy tails sorta’ sound deceiving all along
they used to take my sound and try to undermine it
now i got all your attention and it’s undivided
boy, i came up outta amherst where the h is silent
but the h is still around i know some guys who tryin’ it
i came out mass, spent a [?] side
my music dj, used to hate it when i improvised
every time i hit your town i leave ‘em’ mystified
im the type to leave my album cover pixelized
shorty cop my ounce, i gave her little brother shake
bought a sarah lawrence, never trapped to westford state
i came up out the woods, i meet a custy by the lake
and the competition wonders how i never take a break
[chorus]
hit the dunkin’, grab the key to use the bathroom
i can hear the devil knocking like he tryna sell a vacuum (i know you’re in there lucas)
im tryna get so rich i’m living in a vacuum
with a big bag of money, girl i’m colder than a classroom
moneeeeeyyyyyyy
ha, i don’t think they feel me
on the road to richard’s and i’m boutta’ pop a wheelie
gotta do my thing i got a feeling it’s gon’ k!ll me
every girl i dated knew the lyrics to a milli
yung moola baby, dj!!
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