MILLER 2010

(album: A Compton Story - 2023)

Yeah
Its Miller, man
Huh. A nigga head all fucked up, bread all fucked up.
Half the homies in jail are dead, all fucked up
The other half wanna see me dead, all cuffed up
But I survive off instincts by knowing what's what
Never scared, buck buck
Fuck you, tough luck
Untuck and leave a dirty nigga tucked stuck as I'm looking at my rear view
Haters getting further, but the devil's getting closer
But that's who I'll never kneel to
Conquer all odds, obstacles, get killed
Feeling like a god every time a nigga peel through
All dirty jobs, dirty money and we will do
Whatever it takes nigga, my tie up and tape, niggas

We do it all for the papes, nigga
BJ's Maserati full of scrapes, nigga
Three K's and a shotty for the fake niggas
Saving hoes in my Louis V cape, nigga

Not a bird, not a plane, boy it's Miller
Lighten up the skies with all this jewelry on me, nigga
It's the fourth of July with all my jewelry's on me, nigga
UFO the glow, give the whole US a show
Money coming back at fourth, this shit is fantastic
Don't nothing last forever, but this is everlasting
They say never, say never, so whatever
I'm just smashing and you can never tell me no
Cause you will never have me asking