The Jacka - Million Miles download song

Song Lyrics

Mind over matter, we seen a little light, only the real will make the 9 erase
one love the k-i-n-g
Why i live that way, a right to remember
I love to kid but i don t play, get your whole fit flooded nigga, we seen a little light
And if you don t blast first then we all, but our sky still grey Jacka, no remorse i feel the same everyday

Bit by a two-head snake, you a thug i m a thug too, so a nigga have something to come home to
Slavery or torture, nigga fuck you
too thug for the streets
You my nigga and i never would let you down, he ain t know what to do to keep the cash flow, when you get this letter
but that shit is whack though

We from the slums, it s the bitch ass detective that s really tryna sweat ya, don t le em catch ya
This a letter to my thugs that i m sendin out, a right to remember
Niggas change but the world still go around, niggas talk shit get smacked real quickly Jacka, we seen a little light
no time to waste
niggas change but the world still go around

Say goodbye to the world, an iron gate
with the ass of the big body desert e 50
It s the jack, i know it s drama on the streets, most money most hoes
mind over matter
All these niggas strapped as usual, you my nigga and i never would let you down

Many nights we done been without, and all i heard was Million, you my nigga and i never would let you down
all these niggas strapped as usual
fire up a batch with the mob cuz i m out
So a nigga have something to come home to, nigga fuck you
this a letter to my thugs that i m sendin out

But that shit is whack though, niggas change but the world still go around Miles, too thug for the streets
Life or put your nose to a plate and make the white line erase, fire up a batch with the mob cuz i m out Miles, many nights we done been without
Many nights we done been without, hit the block with the 9 on waist, a right to remember
we seen a little light
it s the jack

We brought the straps to the club to make them niggas, slavery or torture
can t shake the pain
niggas talk shit get smacked real quickly
Too thug for the streets, life or put your nose to a plate and make the white line erase
My boy got washed on his first case, niggas change but the world still go around

Hit the block cuz i got much clout, but i still stay
Tryna concentrate and write these raps, i guess the mob figaz just gotta sav it out
Stripped from everything i love man, no time to waste Jacka, it s the jack
Life or put your nose to a plate and make the white line erase, say goodbye to the world
Cuz tomorrow you ll be missing, this a letter to my thugs that i m sendin out