J M.I.L - 25 Free$tyle Lyrics

25 Years and I’m still on my feet
25 Mill is what I’m still tryna reach
Trap boomin they dont move the dough like me
I got 25 o’s sold in a week
25 Guns at your front door
If that payment missin oo you be done for
I go through a lot that’s what this blunt for
To make that fucking bread is what I’m up for
Nights like these I wish I had ten milli on me
She said nights like these I wish I had j milly on me
Nights like these is when demons start sneaking on me
Glock nineteen in case they want get silly on me
Nights like this I want you cause I’m feeling lonely
The way she always comes through she deserves a trophy
Nights like these I went through things u can’t imagine
Rapping through it all freestyling for practice
I keep having dreams of me living lavish
I keep going to sleep upgrading my status
My girl she a queen
My girl she the baddest
I know I’m a king
All I needs a palace
Plus my family big they gon need a mansion
I got 25 bitches and they all harassing
Throwin asses, titties flashing,
My life’s like a movie it don’t need a caption
25 Years and I’m still on my feet
25 Mill is what I’m still tryna reach
Trap boomin they dont move the dough like me
I got 25 o’s sold in a week
25 Guns at your front door
If that payment missin oo you be done for
I go through a lot that’s what this blunt for
To make that fucking bread is what I’m up for

25 Years and I’m still on my feet
25 Mill is what I’m still tryna reach
Trap boomin they dont move the dough like me
I got 25 o’s sold in a week
25 Guns at your front door
If that payment missin oo you be done for
I go through a lot that’s what this blunt for
To make that fucking bread is what I’m up for
Nights like these I wish I had ten milli on me
She said nights like these I wish I had j milly on me
Nights like these is when demons start sneaking on me
Glock nineteen in case they want get silly on me
Nights like this I want you cause I’m feeling lonely
The way she always comes through she deserves a trophy
Nights like these I went through things u can’t imagine
Rapping through it all freestyling for practice
I keep having dreams of me living lavish
I keep going to sleep upgrading my status
My girl she a queen
My girl she the baddest
I know I’m a king
All I needs a palace
Plus my family big they gon need a mansion
I got 25 bitches and they all harassing
Throwin asses, titties flashing,
My life’s like a movie it don’t need a caption
25 Years and I’m still on my feet
25 Mill is what I’m still tryna reach
Trap boomin they dont move the dough like me
I got 25 o’s sold in a week
25 Guns at your front door
If that payment missin oo you be done for
I go through a lot that’s what this blunt for
To make that fucking bread is what I’m up for