excursion limited fo 12's Fo' amps don't know what my limit is I've been packin' 22's like emmitt did I've been po' before know what a limit is New engine
they aimin for stackage Get brains from the (?), keep blingin with karats Cops see me in Maddox, then let ya dame have it, flames to the attic The stains
that Tangarey, Ima stay fool from tha Southside, we dont bang bang yes my mouth is what dry, Im gone wreck shop gots to send it to that Miller, boys dead
find where I live I got two or three cribs stack the mill in the mill Y'all get none of this dough shit y'all fiends stay ill Money stretch like a rubber
(Lil' Romeo and I got her lil sister) Silkk and Rome you know we stay off da chain Concert pack you know they gone be screamin our name Miller boyz look
on the day I became a U.S. citizen Haters keep witishen, I'ma take a lost but I'm finishin' Killer but squirer just like Percy Miller, no limits then
this shit is my creation Is it real, yeah, cause niggaz wearin' soldier rags and shit Keepin' it twreal My reservation is to make some mills And stay independent Stay
yeah, get it in the morning, yeah, yeah, cause i'm so serious, get it in the morning cause i'm so serious so serious listen miller if you want you hustling
runnin P.Miller throwbacks, with the convertable shift Candy paint thong version with the iced out chip Yokahama tires, whodee, but I only got 3 No Limit
my hair everywhere we go theres sendin sex all through the air ya, i know you think i'm playin right? how bout you take just take a chance, stay the
Packin' heat, stickin' up weed stores and more Collectin' interest off of extortions to settle my score It gets deeper when things get real I'm down to stickin' out west bank for my mill
candy and them blades niggas stayin on me cause they wanna get paid everybody late and Ima just gone play and bitches be trippin cause they dont wanna ever stay
can get naughty shorty P. Miller shoes on that candy red Ferrari shorty Yeah I'm young but I spit it through my soul like I'm old One of the reason my pockets stay
That's like sayin' Southstar get no ass That's like sayin' Southstar got no cash Makin' me laugh c'mon now let's be real You do the math tell me who's making mills
me ballin' and everybody'll flock around Picture me makin' 2 mill bail when I get locked down nigga Clip to the uzi's I'm like no limit shit With dmx
s gon' be out right there That's where niggas think our slugs at Trying to hang where I slang my drugs at Fuck it all the niggas that make mill stay real
killa kids Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done changed Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay
and born killa (nigga what, I means) See you niggaz, be all about y'all green I gotta gets my mad mail on, nigga what (cha-ching) Beamin', fuck 'em, I stay
