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Oh-oh, don't let me cry (Woah, woah) (We gon' up, ReoN) QRN (Juvy Catcher 'bout a check) Yeah Million dollar check, million dollar nigga Million dollar beef, million dollar hitter (Uh) Million-dollar streets, million-dollar system (How?) But, I ain't have a dollar back when I was little That money changed the ones around, somethin' that I discovered The same ones who not around, I used to call my brothers Dawg, how you run to the internet when you got my number? You ever seen two million cash layin' inside a duffle? One hundred, I promise, I ain't frontin' Two hundred, I promise, I came from nothin' Three hundred, told 'em I'm gon' bе somethin' Four hundred, lost it all wit' no worries How many stеps that's to a million-dollar nigga? The number one question that's to lil' homie in the trenches Extension stock, my Smith & Wesson on my side, it get wicked I did some shit, it ain't no regret, I ask the Lord for forgiveness It always happen to the ones who fake the life that they livin' I made it happen on my own 'cause ain't no one wanna give me I lost my cousin to this street shit, other ones to the prison SongtextePistols was clappin' 'bout my homie, it was either leave or get with it Just me and Flash, I wrote a song same day he told me I'm gifted It was either starve inside the streets, he ever since I be spittin' I seen so much of poverty, I do this shit for my children I ain't have a dollar for them sneaks, but always been rich in spirit Million dollar check, million dollar nigga Million dollar beef, million dollar hitter (Uh) Million-dollar streets, million-dollar system (How?) But, I ain't have a dollar back when I was little That money changed the ones around, somethin' that I discovered The same ones who not around, I used to call my brothers Dawg, how you run to the internet when you got my number? You ever seen two million cash layin' inside a duffle? One hundred, I promise, I ain't frontin' Two hundred, I promise, I came from nothin' Three hundred, told 'em I'm gon' be somethin' Four hundred, lost it all wit' no worries You just gon' leave me cryin' without no tissue? After all we done been through, you know that I need you I guessin' I'm see-through 'cause you don't see the vision or the things that I'm goin' through Through it all, I got you Other side, I ride too Even though they want my mind gone What did I do for to make my brother change? When he was my main man Chasin' money, totin' things Together, we was everything I done had a hard life, I come up out a broken home Quando said, "Top, send me one million," forever hold him down She ain't ever lift me up when she seen I was broken down She supported me and supported them I ain't mad 'cause I ain't local now Million dollar check, million dollar nigga Million dollar beef, million dollar hitter (Uh) Million-dollar streets, million-dollar system (How?) But, I ain't have a dollar back when I was little That money changed the ones around, somethin' that I discovered The same ones who not around, I used to call my brothers Dawg, how you run to the internet when you got my number? You ever seen two million cash layin' inside a duffle? One hundred, I promise, I ain't frontin' Two hundred, I promise, I came from nothin' Three hundred, told 'em I'm gon' be somethin' Four hundred, lost it all wit' no worries You know, man, you know I done seen so many niggas change Like, man you know, one of my big brothers, you know, that nigga changed Back when a nigga ain't shit like that, but fuck 'em, you know? You know, I done lost all love for both of them niggas really Like, how you got on a interview and talk down on the fam' like that Aus Songtexte Mania