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f. mills - mellow lyrics

[verse 1: f. mills]

i stay writing my life
interns
full of many tests like a midterm
i’m on the ground man i’m slumming like an insect
worm
through these turns
it just burn
feel it in chest
learn
how it manifests
churn i’m concerned with how it been a mess
playing checkers what happened to the chess?
barely look at chapters man i’m in the text
details, noticing how she smell
winter fresh
women here the scent is just
cinnamon up in them br–sts
feminine defending all her mental stress
offended if you finishing her sentences
let it rest
the innocence of silence
think he said it best
sit and let it digest
deposit that
i’m up for the challenge where them callers at
no home court advantage what you calling that
they panicking they ain’t showing where them ballers at
dogs talk tough until you call a vet
huffing and they puffing out the side of necks and flexing
but i’m chill
[chorus: f. mills]

see cool heads prevail
in a situation of h-ll
it just depend what you facing
if you should stay or you bail
and that time that you spending pacing
you can be racing to mills
these n-gg-s ain’t worth ya time
if they ain’t paying ya bills
and that’s real
yeah, and thats’ real
man f-ck the others, i’m chill
man f-ck the others, i’m chill

[verse 2: f. mills]

love the window seat i’m instagramming pics of the wing
i guess i’m into fly things
no filter see me clear grab some visine
it’s just me and myself and id
p-ssports we just fast forward to greater heights
seen them dashboards from henry ford when we was poor turning pikes
and we afforded the liquor man it was all coors through the door
pour it of course n-gg-s singing like they in a chorus
so was forced
so a choice was made
you either hustle or you get laid
choose yours
you was broke you wanted muscle
so lets get paid
you want it sudden
call it brute force
fast money want cash money all the allure
a door closes then you open more
waiting on that day that you can open for
the new talent the crowd silent
think you a bore
now frustrated i hate it but too mature
man i’m chill

[chorus: f. mills]

[bridge: f. mills]

time is money and what you saying
it ain’t f-cking paying (2x)
my time is money and what you saying
it ain’t f-cking paying (2x)

[chorus: f. mills]

- f mills lyrics

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