Letras Any Means - Jay Milli

Any Means

Conversations with a fiend, brudda how you mean?
Money coming from the line, I can’t even sleep
Now I’ve got a couple racks hanging out my jeans
I just hit it then I dash darg I sell em dreams
He was stunting on the Gram, I was behind the scenes
Man I’ve gotta get this paper darg by any means
Bro just poured a little Sprite, mix it with the lean
I’m the guy that gets that price, Lord forgive me please
I just got myself some ice, I’m about to freeze
I’ve got akhis shotting white, bruddas selling greaze
Got your queen on her knees and she’s doing D’s
She wanna fuck with a G, I’m a different breed]
Man they think we had it nice but we’ve been through Hell
Free up all my bruddas in them prison cells
Man she liked the way I pipe, yeah I hit it well
And my dargy’s got a nine but he missed the shells
All my guys, yeah they cake, yeah they’re getting bands
PRS money got me changing plans
Got my younger in the trap with them pots and pans
Told him wear a pair of gloves, don’t get it on your hands
She said she’s never met a brudda like me in her life
Mix the stars with the haze, got her feeling high
When I slide up in that (uhh) got her feeling right
You can go and ask your man, I’m that flipping guy
Conversations with a fiend, brudda how you mean?
Money coming from the line, I can’t even sleep
Now I’ve got a couple racks hanging out my jeans
I just hit it then I dash darg I sell em dreams
He was stunting on the Gram, I was behind the scenes
Man I’ve gotta get this paper darg by any means
Bro just poured a little Sprite, mix it with the lean
I’m the guy that gets that price, Lord forgive me please
Anytime it needs to go man I get it gone
Yeah I buy her what she wants, she might be the one
I might put her in Chanel or that Louboutin
I ain’t really with the talk, I just get it done
My life be hella stress but I pour a peg
I ain’t fucking with his wife, it costs an arm and leg
I’m that guy with the links, I ain’t gotta beg
The olders yeah they love me cause I move correct
I was sitting with that pipe, I weren’t feeling kind
Ready to go ride on the other side
But my guy told me «Chill, we’ll go another time»
Then he sniffed a line and he changed his mind
She said she’s never met a brudda like me in her life
Mix the stars with the haze, got her feeling high
When I slide up in that (uhh) got her feeling right
You can go and ask your man, I’m that flipping guy
Conversations with a fiend, brudda how you mean?
Money coming from the line, I can’t even sleep
Now I’ve got a couple racks hanging out my jeans
I just hit it then I dash darg I sell em dreams
He was stunting on the Gram, I was behind the scenes
Man I’ve gotta get this paper darg by any means
Bro just poured a little Sprite, mix it with the lean
I’m the guy that gets that price, Lord forgive me please