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junk [mynameisjunk] - make a million lyrics

[verse 1]
tell me why everybody wanna wear armani with the louis
or the prada with the gucci in a red ferrari cruising
and just hopping in jacuzzis with a monica belluci
pulling models and some groupies
and get shot up like the movies but
that ain’t f+cking real that ain’t f+cking real
yeah you know the deal let me show you what is real (uh)
this is to my homie let the motherf+cking hate fill up
now we suicidal drank liquor with some paink!llers
feelin’ like a failure dangerous chilling with the yay dealers
mangling his brain all the can cut with paint thinner ayy
hate feeling like he need a babysitter
can’t breathe out his f+cking trachea
people tell me that his problem small but it’s way bigger
then they picture he ain’t ever gonna stop
’cause he hates quitters i relate with him
broken and in trouble like the condom
when he came in her came in her
this ain’t no j. springer
this is way realer than some chain swinging on the same fella
if i make a million then it’s steak dinner
with no a+listers at the table
’cause i never ate with them ain’t a shape+shifter
i don’t change ’cause i came living in the slums
i know what it takes dinner plates wasn’t in our fund
when a milli’s made i’ma break that sh+t into chunks
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come (what)
[pre+chorus]
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
said, “everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come”

[chorus]
if i make a million i’ll turn a milli into billions
handle all my business meanwhile taking care of la famiglia
plus i’ll put my city on help out every single one
yeah, i gotta give ’em some
if i make a million i’ll turn a milli into billions
handle all my business meanwhile taking care of la famiglia
plus i’ll put my city on help out every single one
yeah, i gotta give ’em some

[verse 2]
even when i’m rich i’ll be in a rap cypher
painting over bricks illin’ with the graph writers
still cop the same kicks on my air max 90’s
i don’t give a flying sh+t being rich can’t buy me
i will break bread though
pop gets sick is where the pay cheque goes
if i’m not feeding kids when i cake then no
i ain’t do it right they gone hate on me
you can bank it on it rate dropping if i make profit
and i don’t pay homage to the ones that put me on like dre
calling snoop when he made chronic stay honest
“never break promises” is my motto
no more eight+balling for my sorrows when the paper right
if you hate your life, you will pay the price
and money make you fight like it’s dana white
it’s funny how advice isn’t taken light
coming from a guy where they die every day and night
give me the milli i’m a provider
dope rhymer with no ghost writer everything i wrote is so fire
get my own driver f+ck a limo give me low riders
album going diamond i’m a coal miner
if i help you don’t tell me you don’t remember
like an old timer with some alzheimers
if i co+sign ya do it for another go find her
or go find him spread the wealth definitely
help somebody else that’s the recipe
[pre+chorus]
(help somebody else)
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
(help somebody else)
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
(help somebody else)
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
(help somebody else)
everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come
(help somebody else)
said, “everybody eating don’t pray for this sh+t to come”

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