Ricky Millions (Feat. Drea Smith)

Yo, I'm just tryna make my mama proud My daddy rich And my little nigga something to look up to, that's real You feel, you feel Sometimes I feel like I should fast more I need to sit back and relax more Since Ferguson, days on Castro I knew what the black on my back hold Snakes big, grass low Ashy lil' black boy Northside bred, run that back for 'em Shawty sling head like a Greek sword Keep it 300, word to Keef Add the keef when I chief, mama Preached, follow the Lord These days young niggas follow tweets more Pray the evil backflip and we live more Hittin' a notes, got my dough, hittin' notes They rattrap my people, vamanos Cuffed, slammed on the table, dominos Got tired of eating Dominoes Top Ramen tap danced in my abdominal Girl you should know that I ain't always been right Had to swerve left on some hoes Hit a two step, Ricky Martin Floor got slick, cracked my skull Then spilt my soul Girl you should know that I ain't always been right Had to swerve left on some hoes Hit a two step, Ricky Martin Floor got slick, cracked my skull Then spilt my soul, oh no If I shed skin, sprout wings and took flight Leave them all behind, would I be wrong Would I be wrong Would I be wrong If I took some time on my mind Left them all behind, would I be wrong Would I be Would I be If I shed skin, sprout wings and took flight Leave them all behind, would I be wrong Would I be wrong If I took some time, took some time Would I be wrong How wrong could I be If I took care of me If I looked after me How wrong Girl you should know that I ain't always been right Had to swerve left on some hoes Hit a two step, Ricky Martin Floor got slick, cracked my skull Then spilt my soul Girl you should know that I ain't always been right Had to swerve left on some hoes Hit a two step, Ricky Martin Floor got slick, cracked my skull Then spilt my soul, oh no