Jae Millz - The Walk Out lyrics

(Intro) I guess this is where the credits roll, just like rollin on f** it Smoke something b**h (Verse) Ok I know these n***as think they swaggin right? But at the rate these n***as goin And the rate that I’m flowin I ain’t racin, I’m floatin on the track Double time, watch me lappin twice k**a’s career, email it to his after life They said they want that old Millz back So I brought that old Millz back Now your favorite ghost ain’t half as nice n***as throwin darts like I don’t catch em And get attention when he was reachin so now he stretchin sponsored links This all rap til somebody stretchin Now our funeral arrangement and a trip to heaven You hear them horns n***a? Where I’m from you could die for talkin fowl And really be dead wrong n***a I run circles round these n***as All caught up in they emotions Put some skulks around these n***as Talkin bout bricks and ain’t no work around these n***as You’s a middle’s man middleman little man I don’t give two flyin f**s about your rap or who you with And I am too fly to f** that bullsh** you call your b**hin I be too high for f**erie That’s why I pray to the Lord above He keep me far away from where you s**as be Ain’t nobody in this world gotta f** with me I’m Gucci long as I know Harlem got love for me Sound real ignorant, don’t I? But only judge what you see through your own eyes Medicated weed got me in a coma That nig got you low, I’m high, oh my They woke me up now he is back I had someone tell me I fell off Uh I needed that Millz (Outro) I had someone tell me I fell off Uh I needed that Word! DP2 Vintage I’m out B