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Milk & Sugar

Felly

(Hook)
Milk and sugar
Tea and honey
I thank my God
Then go get this money
They watch my numbers
And they treat me shady
Keep me covered going in this might get wavy

(Verse 1)
Pick it up where I left off
Nothin left at the press box
And they heard Imma twist my dreadlocks
Like you best not
Fix me up with that headshot
Cause this world be spinning too fast for me
Hard times we take them casually
No problems got no enemies
I hope eerything good dont end!
Palm trees and g Pens
Think Im fallin in the deep end
Yeah, but I hang 10
This that bang bang boogie
This that grand slam rookie
Stay good like gram made cookies
Do shit they swear we couldnt
Yo this my exposition
And the more they talk the less I listen
Yall just sit around and smoke them blunts and blame the system
Quite ambitious
Check those packages we been deliverin thats the difference
Moving through the city looking all suspicious
Rasta vision, cutting checks, killin competition
Through the legs, only shoot swishes, only mess with cute bitches
The stoop kids of LA
Said ill be here for a minute then Im gone the next day
But thats okay
Let me worry bout me
She be like while dont you just stay
I got too much up on my plate
Ill be back around the way
I been moving in my 92
Honda civic coupe
With the sunroof missing too
I feel like mista cool
No one said a thing bout rules, so we make our own
Roll it up im coming through
I need that for my dome
Born some time in 95
I had my smile wild shouts to cops who let it slide
Its been a wild ride
This my light i let it shine
They never put it out do that shit they talk about, what you bout


(Hook)
Milk and sugar
Tea and honey
I thank my God
Then go get this money
They watch my numbers
And they treat me shady
Keep me covered going in this my brother wavy

(Verse 2: Gypsy)
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
Im goin in cause I don't give a fuck a what a ring
Yea all the bitches comin at me from the store
Shoppin out the corner store
Out the window bro
How you gonna show up in a benz like that ho?
You ain't makin no chedda!
How you gonna show up in a benz like that ho?
You ain't no betta!






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