MILLIONAIRES

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VIC MENSA & Tish Hyman - Rap

MILLIONAIRES

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[Intro: Tish] And I think About all the things I've been through I never would have made it I never would have made it without you A tree can't grow Or bear fruit without roots Without you here to hold me Oh, I Never would have Made it, oh Made it, I know Never would have made it, yeah Made it, yeah Made it without your love Never would have made it [Verse 1: VIC MENSA & Tish] Lost some time, I won sometimes Face my fears, can't run from mine All the times I've crossed the line All y'all thought I lost my mind Ask no permission, just forgiveness They kill the messenger, judge the witness Your bad decisions bad for business Offending everybody, but you're mad defensive Never take 'em shopping, you just be bagging bitches Couple magazine covers, I got a lot of issues You fucked up the vibe, you rubbed people wrong I ain't gon' lie, that night I was rolling and I was stoned Was it Vanity Fair? I had a point, though But, really, I shot myself in the foot like Tory, yo Hurt people hurt people, I've been on both sides Found worth in the Bentley, I ain't rock me no bow ties, uh And you won't find self-love in a check stub Ain't no happy ending to that back rub We was down, down, baby, now we back up I don't put it on the boss but I stack up (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) [Chorus: VIC MENSA & Tish] Never in a million years, they would have thought we'd be millionaires (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Uh, I throw my hands up in the air 'cause my grand mama still in prayer (Never would have made it, yeah) Never in a million years, they would have thought we'd be millionaires (Hey, hey) And my hands still in the air 'cause my grand mama still a prayer (Never would have made it, yeah) [Verse 2: VIC MENSA & Trish] Everybody noticed that I was super bogus Couldn't afford a Ford but I was super focused Trappin' out my momma basement, was baggin' eighths then Maybe I'd get my own place if I could get some placements Fast forward to encores on packed tours Fast cars, Scott Storch and passports Should have bought a crib, could have paid cash for it Instead, I took it to crazy girls and made 'em dance for it I know you going crazy, girl, your student loans stupid Lot of niggas shootin' at you, but ain't no Cupids In overdrive, workin' overtime for the baby Don't let a nigga with no car drive you crazy (Oh, yeah, yeah) [Bridge: Vic Mensa & Tish] Made some millions, lost some millions (Oh, yeah, yeah) Been the hero, been the villain (Oh, yeah, yeah) Diamonds up, it's La Familia (Oh, yeah, yeah) Real recognize real, y'all not familiar (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) [Chorus: VIC MENSA & Tish] Never in a million years, they would have thought we'd be millionaires (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I throw my hands up in the air 'cause my grand mama still in prayer (Yeah, ayy) In spite of anything you hear, well, I'm here, let me clear the air (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) [Outro: VIC MENSA & Tish] 'Cause of you, I am somebody I need somebody To be somebody You make me feel like I could be somebody You make me feel like I could be somebody Somebody Somebody, somebody Somebody (Never would have made it), somebody (Yeah, ayy) Somebody, somebody Somebody, somebody

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Credits

Writers
  • Tish Hyman
  • VIC MENSA
  • Peter CottonTale
  • Matthew Brownie
  • Marvin Sapp
  • Malik Yusef
  • DIXSON
  • Dru DeCaro