Aftertheparty - Million, MasterMaind

I swear to God, swear to God

They be looking like me

We working hard, working hard

We got somewhere to be

My whole squad international

Yea Yea

I swear to God, swear to God

They be looking like me

We working hard, working hard

We got somewhere to be

My whole squad international

And I come from the six

All these scars, they gon' show

How I really do it

A bustdown, for every fucking call from the devil

The same game, better know I’m on a

Different level

I want money, give a fuck about no follower C.R.E.A.M

Feel like Future now cause I got the keys

Now let me talk to ‘em

4 grams in my backwood, no tobacco

Spanish bitch on my bed, she mulatto

Highest in the room, 2 minutes, astro

Landed with my spaceship I’m on mars woah

Drop hoes, all them niggas playin' with me thinking that they tough woah

It doesn’t matter what you mean, it’s what you do, fargo

I be fucking around with two iPhones in my cargo

32 hunnid shoes and I’m trapping like a narco yea

I’m off the henny now

Double cup, I’m sipping and spilling, got my head in the clouds yea yea

Ready to get it now

I’mma make a milly at my 20, need 27 months

I swear to God, swear to God

They be looking like me

We working hard, working hard

We got somewhere to be

My whole squad international

And I come from the six

All these scars, they gon' show

How I really do it

A bustdown, for every fucking call from the devil

The same game, better know I’m on a different level

I want money, give a fuck about no follower C.R.E.A.M

Feel like Future now cause I got the keys

Niggas that keep telling me they fuck with my sound

Bitches that keep saying they wanna fuck for more rounds

My pockets full of bad and boujees

You got pockets full of bullshit, now

Butterflies on my wall

Shop in Prada or V lone

Cooler than a snowball

7 minutes, one call

Butterflies on my wall

Shop in Prada or V lone

Cooler than a snowball

7 minutes, one call

Yea

Ooooh

7 minutes, one call

Yeeaa, ooooh

I swear to God, swear to God

They be looking like me

We working hard, working hard

We got somewhere to be

My whole squad international

And I come from the six

All these scars, they gon' show

How I really do it

A bustdown, for every fucking call from the devil

The same game, better know I’m on a different level

I want money, give a fuck about no follower C.R.E.A.M

Feel like Future now cause I got the keys

Been left on seen like you ain’t got time for a nigga

Don’t wanna waste no more time and now it’s been a

Niggas with me, we gon' get dollars, we gon' go and make it forreal

Don’t give a fuck bout no bitch problem, now I gotta think bout myself

Room 25, same hotel

Laying on the bed cause I ain’t wanna pop another pill

Love letter came thru the mail

Now I don’t wanna get caught, I’m stuck and on the bed, nah nah

I’m stuck on the bed, nah nah

Don’t wanna get killed, nah nah

Ain’t wanna get killed, ain’t wanna

Ain’t wanna get killed, ain’t wanna

Wanna get killed, nah nah

Oh nah nah

I ain’t wanna get killed

Cause I’m stuck on the bed