(feat. Ali Vegas, Sleep Eyes)



[Half-A-Mill]

Word on the street the fiends love us

Shit could see us on magazine covers

That's that kid wit the green Hummer, checked out

Pants saggin nearly got my dick out

Sippin his style I got it locked here

Son choosed a different route

Them faked mob appeared here we ship 'em out

Pistol whip you too crippled

Take your whip and your bitch too official

Infrared light through a crystal

Shoot your head off, your ice sizzles

Your life sizzles, recognize the signal

Wit my thugs that out to get you

4-5's and 9 spit through

Anythin that gotta get thru to hit you

Chill everybody wit you

I catch bodies like its ritual

Be reticle if I don't get rid of you, principle

Fuck politickin I ain't political, invincible

Communistic, kinda criminal, show vonistic, I fire at women too

I make hoes tot biscuit and blow the whole crew

I rock Gucci and Louie Vuitton suits, denim

You see me on HBO, gettin interviewed in the coupe

We came a long way from the projects shootin off the roof

Lost shoes, we the bottles forbes, we livin proof



[Sleep Eyes]

It ain't a part time solution for a lifetime disease

Early mornin heat blow towards night time the breeze

See ballers fiend for night shine and V's

While cats like me fiend for G's

Stressin like dimes and trees

And forward blind seeds

Illuminati scams too advance to chance

To get what Giuliani plans

The lord blew breath through us

Then threw dirt next to us

That's why we thug it to death through us



[Chorus x2: Ali Vegas]

In this world of Warriors, niggaz wanna be Glorious

Money and power got me brainwashed to be Notorious

The streets of New York where there's more takin then givin

The Borough I live its more like inner city prison



[Ali Vegas]

They got me on the run hard

From a gun charge cuz of young rod

The young God killed his young broad and unyard

Now they got me locked in the cell

Only 500 G's could get me out of this hell

Readin cop shots I just got in the mail

Yo I ain't hit the block in a week

Ever since I got knocked in the sweep

Call home and see what's poppin wit Sleep (Wuttup)

He told me Milliato coped 'em a Jeep (Word?)

I hoped that bitch liked don't rock 'em to sleep (Stay up)

I miss bein home wit Sammy's and Shanks

Milliato throw the dice down and give me the bank

We like Claude, Jimmy and Frank, Henny and Dank

It's ill how we grew from pennies to Franks

And we gonna endure til the thrown is renowned

Ayo Mill don't even worry 'bout me, Cat n Will holdin me down



[Chorus x2: Ali Vegas]



[Half-A-Mill]

Dunn we fly wit Ki's, stash cash like the Chinese

Me and my crimey's we was born grimey

Now my son whipped the Bentley behind me

Takin pictures of the feds, takin pictures of me

Ill eye piece, watch me, watch me, they can't stop me

Used to cop grams, now I sell candies to Papi

Tryin to cop a space ship and leave this planet behind me

And build a thug universe around Plan and try me

Until then I'mma handle the Tommy

Keep them chicks in the strip club gettin butt scrabble it mami

Ya'll fake playas need not try me

Blast you out your mink in gators

Claim you can't and beat like Rodney



[Chorus x2: Ali Vegas]