Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Can't take a joke so I gotta be ruthless
Next minute I look up they toothless
When I get going I never stop moving
When I get going I ride ride ride ride
Hitting Rodeo I'm out in L.A now
This game is the life of the realists
When I'm inside you know I touch the ceiling
When I'm inside you know ah ah ah ah
Whipping the stove call me Gusteau
I am the reverend so many flows
I do it all like coke shot up your nose
I do it all like coke shot up your nose
I'm styling we riding
Never gonna trust nobody
Momma never raised nobody
Hopping out the coupe that's shinning
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
I can never just hit no more
Cause they loving on me everywhere I go oh oh
Recognizing now they want me for the shows
Stacking this money as high as it goes oh oh
Did you lie to me
Look at where we are
Now you have to see that I have been chosen yeah we about to blow oh oh
Make it so I never have to see another day
Where my momma stress about the bills that she got to pay
I stay on the path that I know
The road that lead straight to the goals
Hating cause you see the growth
You ain't gonna stop me I shine through the storm
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Young Pwavy - Golden Boy (feat. Louyah) Lyrics
Young Pwavy - Golden Boy (feat. Louyah) Lyrics
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Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Can't take a joke so I gotta be ruthless
Next minute I look up they toothless
When I get going I never stop moving
When I get going I ride ride ride ride
Hitting Rodeo I'm out in L.A now
This game is the life of the realists
When I'm inside you know I touch the ceiling
When I'm inside you know ah ah ah ah
Whipping the stove call me Gusteau
I am the reverend so many flows
I do it all like coke shot up your nose
I do it all like coke shot up your nose
I'm styling we riding
Never gonna trust nobody
Momma never raised nobody
Hopping out the coupe that's shinning
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
I can never just hit no more
Cause they loving on me everywhere I go oh oh
Recognizing now they want me for the shows
Stacking this money as high as it goes oh oh
Did you lie to me
Look at where we are
Now you have to see that I have been chosen yeah we about to blow oh oh
Make it so I never have to see another day
Where my momma stress about the bills that she got to pay
I stay on the path that I know
The road that lead straight to the goals
Hating cause you see the growth
You ain't gonna stop me I shine through the storm
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Can't take a joke so I gotta be ruthless
Next minute I look up they toothless
When I get going I never stop moving
When I get going I ride ride ride ride
Hitting Rodeo I'm out in L.A now
This game is the life of the realists
When I'm inside you know I touch the ceiling
When I'm inside you know ah ah ah ah
Whipping the stove call me Gusteau
I am the reverend so many flows
I do it all like coke shot up your nose
I do it all like coke shot up your nose
I'm styling we riding
Never gonna trust nobody
Momma never raised nobody
Hopping out the coupe that's shinning
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
I can never just hit no more
Cause they loving on me everywhere I go oh oh
Recognizing now they want me for the shows
Stacking this money as high as it goes oh oh
Did you lie to me
Look at where we are
Now you have to see that I have been chosen yeah we about to blow oh oh
Make it so I never have to see another day
Where my momma stress about the bills that she got to pay
I stay on the path that I know
The road that lead straight to the goals
Hating cause you see the growth
You ain't gonna stop me I shine through the storm
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
I will never worry about these hoes
I look over my shoulder as long as it goes
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Milage all of the money is pilling
Tired of y'all being childish silence
Step up ya game you ain't styling
Writer: Matthew Pfleging
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid