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rmc mike - million dollar vision lyrics

million dollar vision lyrics
[intro: rmc mike]
b+tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
s580 with the paper tags
i had to leave my b+tch with her ungrateful ass
let’s have a cookout, don’t make me break the glass
brodie showed me how to hustle now i make it fast
you down to your last ten better make it last
i’m trying to triple up again when i shake the bag
i cut off a couple friends just to shake the past
i’m getting every dollar i can just to make a bag
we on college doing 160 in a porsche n+gga
dead body in the trunk, yeah it’s a corpse n+gga
ghetto boys run thе city, yeah of course n+gga
i had to get it out thе streets, you on the porch n+gga
i told p the diamond links might blind a b+tch
i gave that hoe some percy d+ck now you can’t find the b+tch
the way she blow up on my mic i might sign the b+tch
no we didn’t blow up overnight, it took time for this

[chorus: rmc mike]
million dollar grind, million dollar vision
i been grinding, taking care of million dollar business
came a long way from selling dope and hopping fences
now we on top of our class, ain’t no competition
million dollar grind, million dollar vision
i been grinding, taking care of million dollar business
came a long way from selling dope and hopping fences
now we on top of our class, ain’t no competition
[verse 2: peezy]
we the top of our class
we do not come in last, we get bags and we hop on n+ggas’ ass
we buy brand new vettes and we drive em’ real fast
and we fly private jets jump in sprinters when we land
big money, cup of oil in my hand
the promoter pay me thirty to perform for the fans
sh+t i’m grinding b+tch, i’m trying to make the forbes if i can
we streaming now, would have started off with clientele
my n+gga made a million from a sale, over here we close million dollar deals and just chill
ain’t no service on my phone, i’m in cali in the hills
had roaches in the crib where i live, now look at phil
plain jane dweller, bust down patek
when peezy fell off if you let them n+ggas tell it
don’t believe that i’ve been f+cking on they b+tches getting cheddar
imma make sure every time they see me that i’m doing better
cus’ b+tch i got a

- rmc mike lyrics

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