Amsterdam #MillsMix

Lyrics

[Intro: F. Mills] Yeah, love this joint right here This beat take me somewhere man Let me tap this real quick [Verse 1: F. Mills] Certain women I have entered Called me cold hearted Left em freezing in the winter Only one since I started Imma see if you remember I was with her she departed Shit just happened in December The gang that I'm a member Against me and witness temper I'm tipping her while she flipping her body she need a mentor Cash in my fender my cars they are never rentals I'm far from a fucking simp I'm a part of a fucking click Of retarded, these niggas mental's Is scarred Is it a God or I'm partying in a temple I'm worshipping is it simple Regarding this, did my part Am I barred making a nickel I'm throwing it shit just trickling down Why am I missing the target, I'm just depositing down So I just park it and smile Do this regardless my town A bunch of heartless them individuals hunting you down Now just imagine, they searching for you just lost and not found Know we not far from you Ross [Chorus: Rick Ross] I'm Berry Gordy to the streets With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast I wanna be there when each one of my kids born Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased Even then I pray I'm living through these beats Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf [Verse 2: F. Mills] Yeah, new team same dream Visualizing them goals that we're reaching and shit it brings Haters they try and get ya, but run ins they go unseen My niggas stay toting things But personally I keep the beam Working it ain't a scheme If your purpose is for the team Worth it cuz the shit it show on the surface on the scene I'm trying to live forever open curtains on the screen Shit they trying to hurt us now, but they just chirping in between Talking amongst the fiends Addicted to the fast life Cars, money machines It don't matter looking past price I sit and reminisce about them past nights How can they say they fly Look at our gas price And even when she cry I tell her ask Christ I'm non religious if I tried its like I crashed twice Baptized as a shorty still live a crass life I guess its due to those worries serving that brass life [Chorus: Rick Ross] I'm Berry Gordy to the streets With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast I wanna be there when each one of my kids born Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased Even then I pray I'm living through these beats Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf