"Amillion Plans" lyrics
Catch me a ghost I'm making a toast
Came a long way from kicking in doors
We hit them niggas like two in a row
All of my brothers they stick to the code
Blazy on me and I'm doing the most
We hit them niggas like two in a row
Fuck 12 they can't know what I know
Free all my niggas I know they won't fold
Fuck a 100 band plan I need a million plans
Ain't got a pot in the kitchen I whip in the can
My mama was struggling for money to pay the rent
So we stayed on the block outside tryna chip on them grams
I'm stacking it way past the ceiling
I got a million fans tryna meet me
I'm doing shows across the country
I was 60 with a whole lotta numbers
These niggas can't rap a whole lotta mumble
I'm one of one so I'm one of a kind
Best in the 6 I'm repping the 9
Niggas want diss but don't wanna die
Walking in block I'ma step on this block
Fuck what you thought
Omizzle got shot tryna link up that hoe
Fuck what you thought
I'ma stand on my shit like a man when it's time
That's some shit that you can't
Hit the road 10 months just to get to the bag
That's the shit that I can
Chap chap
But how this shit just happen I turned a star overnight
I've been thinking bout murder, thinking bout murder
I've been thinking when the hell these niggas don't got tough
So fuck what I'm talking just jump in a ride
And show me you lie
Hit him in G
Hit him in G, hit him in G, hit him in G
Hit him in G, hit him in G, hit him in G
Hit him in G, hit him in G, hit him in G
We got you up you gon hit him in G
Since he a bitch we gon knock off his wig
This is the life that I live
Stop what I'm capping they playing pretend
Bodies gon drop and get sent to the sky like trampolines
I need that bag for real for real
I'm just a money fiend
We tryna fuck him do it on feet
I ain't tryna fight we ain't with the fussing
My brother for my die
That's no discussion
Catch me a ghost I'm making a toast
Came a long way from kicking in doors
We hit them niggas like two in a row
All of my brothers they stick to the code
Blazy on me and I'm doing the most
We hit them niggas like two in a row
Fuck 12 they can't know what I know
Free all my niggas I know they won't fold
Fuck a 100 band plan I need a million plans
Ain't got a pot in the kitchen I whip in the can
My mama was struggling for money to pay the rent
So we stayed on the block outside tryna chip on them grams
(Let's go)
Came a long way from kicking in doors
We hit them niggas like two in a row
All of my brothers they stick to the code
Blazy on me and I'm doing the most
We hit them niggas like two in a row
Fuck 12 they can't know what I know
Free all my niggas I know they won't fold
Fuck a 100 band plan I need a million plans
Ain't got a pot in the kitchen I whip in the can
My mama was struggling for money to pay the rent
So we stayed on the block outside tryna chip on them grams
I'm stacking it way past the ceiling
I got a million fans tryna meet me
I'm doing shows across the country
I was 60 with a whole lotta numbers
These niggas can't rap a whole lotta mumble
I'm one of one so I'm one of a kind
Best in the 6 I'm repping the 9
Niggas want diss but don't wanna die
Walking in block I'ma step on this block
Fuck what you thought
Omizzle got shot tryna link up that hoe
Fuck what you thought
I'ma stand on my shit like a man when it's time
That's some shit that you can't
Hit the road 10 months just to get to the bag
That's the shit that I can
Chap chap
But how this shit just happen I turned a star overnight
I've been thinking bout murder, thinking bout murder
I've been thinking when the hell these niggas don't got tough
So fuck what I'm talking just jump in a ride
And show me you lie
Hit him in G
Hit him in G, hit him in G, hit him in G
Hit him in G, hit him in G, hit him in G
Hit him in G, hit him in G, hit him in G
We got you up you gon hit him in G
Since he a bitch we gon knock off his wig
This is the life that I live
Stop what I'm capping they playing pretend
Bodies gon drop and get sent to the sky like trampolines
I need that bag for real for real
I'm just a money fiend
We tryna fuck him do it on feet
I ain't tryna fight we ain't with the fussing
My brother for my die
That's no discussion
Catch me a ghost I'm making a toast
Came a long way from kicking in doors
We hit them niggas like two in a row
All of my brothers they stick to the code
Blazy on me and I'm doing the most
We hit them niggas like two in a row
Fuck 12 they can't know what I know
Free all my niggas I know they won't fold
Fuck a 100 band plan I need a million plans
Ain't got a pot in the kitchen I whip in the can
My mama was struggling for money to pay the rent
So we stayed on the block outside tryna chip on them grams
(Let's go)
