Millionaire Lyrics

You know, the average person will never have a million dollars liquid in their bank account
The average person won't gross a million dollars in their lifetime
Shit, the average family tree won't gross a million dollars, sad to say
Thank God we're not average

You niggas got no backbone
Switchin' on your own clique, what is that?
I've been known to turn water into wine
I'm the nigga pullin' rabbits out a hat
I don't wanna hear it if it ain't facts
Fine art on the wall, not plaques
In the bathroom, where you see stats
'Cause I'm the shit, baby girl, that's that
Concrete, top collection, hoes in the sеction
Used to didn't have bus fare
Now my profеssion made me a millionaire
It's us, no question, not many affiliates
All these rappers, they bite, but y'all don't see it
If you know, then you know, then so be it
Big jet off the coast, no ID
I just turnt one bitch into three

I just wanna be a millionaire
I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas
I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas
I just wanna be a millionaire (I just wanna be a millionaire)
I just wanna be a millionaire (I just wanna be a millionaire)
I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas (I just wanna be a millionaire)
I just wanna be a millionaire with my niggas, oh

What would you do if you— uh (Go, go)
What would you do if you had it all? (Go)
I'm the same if I didn't have it at all (Go, go)
Step in my shoes, ain't no walk in the park
With the same brothers I had from the start (Go, go)
Better not freeze up if they pass you the ball
Next to my dog, he ain't have to call (Go, go)
Hope you don't think that you passed us, dog
Like, seriously, who the fuck gassin' y'all? (Go, go)
Still the same gang, get them M's on the plate
Still stompin' shit, we just took a lil' break
Move niggas out of here, 'Crete triple-A
Tell the bitch, "Suck it," I go Triple H
Money not what? What the fuck did you say?
One thing 'bout life, girl, this shit pay to play
'Crete came to— uh, 'Crete came to— frr (Yeah, yeah)
'Crete came to play, okay (First Round)

Huh, I'ma stay solid, I accepted my flaws
Fall on my face, I'ma still stand tall
Ain't never trippin', got the world in my palms
Millions on the way, for all of me and my dogs
'Crete, five members, all ready to ball
Band for band, drumline, keep a cannon on y'all (Grrt)
She want the money, let it shower and fall
'Cause the longer you wait, the more you'll stall
Time wait for nobody, go give it all
Reachin' new heights, I ain't scared to free fall
Count on my brothers, they there on the call
Fuck whoever doubted, you could kiss on my balls
Ready, set, go, I'm a P, big as Paul
Sippin' on somethin' with some syrup involved
Screwed-up clique, I'm on that Southside, dog
With the same 'Crete members, okay

Hey, man, this shit goddamn fifty dollars a swallow
I'm tellin' you, man, what you payin' for?

(Grrt)
Shake it for my clique, got my dogs in here (Ruff, ruff, ruff, nyoom)
G19s, but no laws in here (Nyoom)
Buddy got no cash yet? Shit, that's a knee-slap (Brr)
You ain't got no hoes, you ain't gotta worry 'bout the Tea app (Fuck)
Good in your city, when I'm there, I don't use maps (Right)
Mouth full of diamonds, I'm the Concrete general (Pussy)
Me and Boat drinkin' codeine, daily minerals (That's right)
Tryna get some head, this shit turnt into a interview
This a juice car, when we in it, only bangin' Screw
Pop up on the block, flex the rocks, then let Dame loose
Beast off the leash, and my partner, he a Cane too
If he ain't made it out yet, he still shoppin' at outlets (Broke ass)
Go against the gang, yeah, my clique, that's a strong bet (It's us)
Gold medal top, Olympic ho give the best neck
Nostalgic-ass nigga, Volume 2, this the best yet (Pussy)