MellowMills - Midget (feat. Freck) Lyrics

I got no time ain't none in a minute
Been cooking shit up like some eggs on a skillet
We running a race tryna get to the digits
I can't conversate till you jacking you with it
His money is short so his pockets on midget
I ball up the court without moving my pivot
You hitting her jack but she give you the cricket
She screaming my name when I slide in her business
His pockets on midget, his pockets on midget
My money is taller I stack it and flip it
And I like to travel like I'm off of my pivot
I link up a foreign it might get explicit
His pockets on midget his money so short
I got it, I trapped off the front of my porch
I'm thankful, I'm blessed and I'm praising the lord
Everyday been a fight so my life is a war
Heard that he wanted the smoke
Showed him the fire he started to choke
I keep a Kevin Durant in my bro's
He shoot with a 30 to up on the score
Switch up the coast but the dope never change
Keeping that Cali connect in my range
Roll up the woods when I'm feeling insane
Cause thoughts in my head steady bussin' my brain
I been through a lot of shit
Told my momma it's our time to get rich
On my momma I been at it since 6
From the bottom I got dirt on my kicks
Niggas hating nothing but stones and the sticks
Pillow talking boy you act like a bitch
I got youngings who gone shoot of the rip
Drop the top so they could air out your whip
All this money Imma get on my own
Counting hundreds till a nigga get gone
Shawty fronted now she singing the song
Paul Bunyan how she chop on the dome
What you need, what you want, Imma get
Real niggas do real nigga shit
Hold it down till a nigga get rich
You'll be around when a nigga get lit
Chasing cash, I been chasing cash
Ain't no slowing up, give a f*ck if these niggas mad
I've been on the grind, ain't no time for no chitter chat
Don't you hit my line, I'll decline if it ain't the cash
So run it
Run it up, give a f*ck, pull the Benz up to the front
We been flexing just for fun
Shawty this ain't what you want
Run it up, run it up
Let these niggas know wassup
We ain't stressing bout no thug
Keep protection in the glove
I got no time ain't none in a minute
Been cooking shit up like some eggs on a skillet
We running a race tryna get to the digits
I can't conversate till you jacking you with it
His money is short so his pockets on midget
I ball up the court without moving my pivot
You hitting her jack but she give you the cricket
She screaming my name when I slide in her business
His pockets on midget, his pockets on midget
My money is taller I stack it and flip it
And I like to travel like I'm off of my pivot
I link up a foreign it might get explicit
His pockets on midget his money so short
I got it, I trapped off the front of my porch
I'm thankful, I'm blessed and I'm praising the lord
Everyday been a fight so my life is a war
I'm rocking the louie I used to have rags
I start to think on the life that I had
I got the bag and I ain't looking back
From running on beats like a nigga do track
Now Imma boss and I talk and you listen
And I need the work and my niggas gone kick em
And I got the rock and I ball like the pistons
I scooped your bitch get the board like you Tristan
Can't tuck my chain when I walk it just glisten
You try me your momma gone miss ya
I know a crip he be shooting no misses
Lil' boy you better listen
I'm rocking the Gucci, I'm rocking the Prada
If you need the rock or the white know I got it
I started slanging them O's for a profit
The money got long it can't fit in my pocket
Can't go out sad so I'm keeping a chopper
I'm on the belt and I cut like a barber
She call me daddy and I ain't her father
You say that's your bitch I'm like why do you bother
And please do not watch me I can't leave no witness, yea
I'm getting my money you minding my business, uh
I got no time ain't none in a minute
Been cooking shit up like some eggs on a skillet
We running a race tryna get to the digits
I can't conversate till you jacking you with it
His money is short so his pockets on midget
I ball up the court without moving my pivot
You hitting her jack but she give you the cricket
She screaming my name when I slide in her business
His pockets on midget, his pockets on midget
My money is taller I stack it and flip it
And I like to travel like I'm off of my pivot
I link up a foreign it might get explicit
His pockets on midget his money so short
I got it, I trapped off the front of my porch
I'm thankful, I'm blessed and I'm praising the lord
Everyday been a fight so my life is a war