Milano Lyrics

I might have to roll up 'fore I see you, see you

They can't keep up the pace I just threw my lil bitch in some mason Margiela

Give 'em reason to hate, got a lot on my plate but still doing it better

Flew that lil bitch to Milano, straight from Toronto, She go to school out in York

Drop ya old Nigga pronto, he drive a Nissan Murano, that ain't gon work aye

Hunnids bussing out the bando

Try to tell me where I can't go

Broke they chains like Django

Got it moving when I say so

Units moving by the case load

We might have to go and lay low

Way it's coming every day yo

I remember shit was way slow

Now she tell me fuck her faster on the yacht

I just do what she tell me but baby don't love me I'm back to running plots

Scheming on a million

Dreaming bout a billion

We gon' know the feeling

He the one that's willing

He the one that's willing

He the one that's willing

He the one that's willing

God will lead the children

I tried to talk it out

Before you locked it out

Are you lost in now

I still hold you down

Remember them days

When I would just pray for life to end up something like this

She might go blind when I bend my wrist

Dont fight them signs if you tempted shit

Show us how bad you want the bread real quick

I ain't even tryna brag just got the head real quick

Then it's right back to work doe

Can't find god? better take ya ass to church hoe!

Looks you niggas is Marc's and bustas

Im feeling too large who above us

I come thru riding in cutlass

This lifestyle we living is Lucious

The picture I'm painting Illustrious

Competition love to hush us, haters tryna find the crutches

But I never been on injury reserve, man we only getting what we deserve

To be straight up they could see the curve

On who mastered how to really speak with words

And who's bragging still about reaching first

I think they got forgot it's a marathon

I treat each day like a precious stone

It don't mean nothing if the music moving but the message don't

Feel like a king when I'm wearing the herringbone that's on god

Scheming on a million

Dreaming bout a billion

We gon know the feeling

He the one that's willing

He the one that's willing

He the one that's willing

He the one that's willing

God will lead the children

Flew that lil bitch to Milano, straight from Toronto, She go to school out in York

Drop ya old Nigga pronto, he drive a Nissan Murano, that ain't gon work aye