[Verse 1: Pat1Million]

One man mission tryna make a million

I'm in the cut with bout' 500 villains

He shot, why he hit the ceiling?

I'm in the streets and my heart don't got feelings

Creep up on that nigga like a chinchilla

I'm tryna make it and then buy me a villa

Call me the M man I want a million

Fuck it nigga give me a billion

Fuck it nigga stack to the ceiling

That bitch a fish and you know that I'm reeling

That nigga lying you know that we gon kill him

Feel like I'm in Chicago like I had a drill

We ain't chasing no bitches, we ain't popping no seals

Domestic remix and then he pay me in pills

Hit him with the Glock, I heard he got chills

Chop out dimensions, I feel just like will

[Verse 2: Pat1Million]

Post by the hill, feel just like jack and jill

High stakes game like deal or no deal

You don't know me you don't know how I feel

7 to 6 like the car off the wheel

Hunt that nigga we gon take all his money

Traded the dub just to re-up on hundreds

Especially get it and flip it and punnel

I feel like I save if I threw him in a tunnel

[Verse 3: Trizzy]

Feelin like drake and I'm pleasin the culture

If the people want imma' give them another

Huntin for guap like I was a vulture

Flows gon swap ooh yeah

Mad niggas flop ooh yeah

Their bitch wanna hop ooh yeah

Nigga im too sharp yeah

I ain't lackin where we had fought

[Verse 4: Trizzy]

Mad niggas blocking, mad bitches clocking, like roaches except all eyes on you

Nigga I'm swerving, nigga you hurting, niggas always tryna make a comeup off who?

My shit bumming, you just lunching, get used to using food stamps too

Shoutout Pat, where he at, my nigga he stay in the stu

[Verse 5: Trizzy]

In the struggle where i had to be born

Back when all i wanted was food to afford

Other kids wanted to not be bored

Now I'm always gonna search for more

Racks on racks what im looking for

I'm skipping past the fame and the whores

I'm skipping past setbacks and the chores

Set my life up to my own accord

Thought ball's where i had to score

But thats not where i should go toward

Knew it for long i want to record

Not slowin down till i get an award

[Verse: Pat1Million]

2 Glock 40's taken outta the window

Hit the plug with a motherfucking leg drop

Make sure that nigga right in a dead lock

You see me, motherfuckers dead stop

Ooh, baby, I'm tryna make the bed rock

You, crazy, if you think I'm getting shot

I bought out these streets with the mob stick

Thought we the same but nigga we opposites

I kick a nigga like this is now soccer

Hit the drugs by largo shoppers

Remix the remix send him to the doctors

Pharoah got on my belt stuck on the choppers

Have his mother singing like it's an opera

Nigga I'm feeling max like I'm sharper

Man fuck it I'm done