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(Intro) Father Millzie aka Millzie Wallhall I’m the god and I’m one hell of a artist (Verse) I know where I’m from so I know where I’m going I’m from where chains be glowing and niggas girls be hoein A lot of promises broken, no time for roastin This little niggas will smoke you Get some dimes and smoke em I be high off potent, tryna survive, just hopin These haters JFK me in my ride while I’m floatin Got a beautiful daughter, she just entered the world Cal me a sucker for love, do anything for that girl I don’t worry bout hate, I don’t worry bout love If everybody befriend me still got the man up above If you move in them pitchets, get your chick in there dog Cuz the gov taking pictures when you out in the club Better believe it My ex told me grow up The she told me I changed, I said I ain’t who I was She TB’in my cup, redbonin my ride And I’ve been ready to fly since ready to die (Hook) Straight from the bottom, straight to the top where I’m goin Letras de cancionesI could still be in motion when my car roof open Lord, yo yo God bless the child I’ve been killin for a while and yall bless my style Amen God bless the child She ain’t have a lot of school but God bless the now God bless the child God bless the child God bless the child (Verse) I know where I’m from so I know where I’m going I’m a uptown nigga, all my jewelry is golden All my homeys are solid, all my women exotic All my relatives seated, I chose rap over college I curved NYU, went straight to the lead Fuck orientation, I got paper to see I got places to be, I got people to meet Never wanted to be like Mike, wanted to be RP That’s Rich Porter I’m so Harlem, so Harlem Way gone and weight money, no problem, no problem I do this for the G’s, lot starving for a pardon ‘Cause it get cold in them jail cells when them lights darken Better believe it We ain’t getting no younger Got a kid my nig, gotta eliminate hunger Gotta stay on this money, I gotta stay sucka free Both palms together, Lord bless me please (Hook) Straight from the bottom, straight to the top where I’m goin I could still be in motion when my car roof open Lord, yo yo God bless the child I’ve been killin for a while and yall bless my style Amen God bless the child She ain’t have a lot of school but God bless the now God bless the child God bless the child God bless the child (Interlude) Stay on my grind and get this money Stay on my grind and get this money Stay on my grind and get this money Journey Neon Millz, I love you baby Stay on my grind and get this money Daddy go hard And I’mma stay on my grind and get this money Father Millzie Stay on my grind and get this money Jae Millz, New York City Hollar Stay on my grind and get this money Stay on my grind and get this money Most Hated! YMCMB Stay on my grind and get this money Stay on my grind and get this money (Hook) Straight from the bottom, straight to the top where I’m goin I could still be in motion when my car roof open Lord, yo yo God bless the child I’ve been killin for a while and yall bless my style Amen God bless the child She ain’t have a lot of school but God bless the now God bless the child God bless the child God bless the child From Letras Mania