[.MILO.]
I'm tired of these young bulls thinking that they sh** cool
Weak a** rhymes, n***as should've stayed in school
I Got a lot of drama for these n***as and they mama
Cooking in the stu like a chef at Benihana
Commas, currency I need to collect
Money power respect, I'm a fiend for the check
My daddy told me I was too easy to detect
Now I move too smooth, waiting for whatever's next
Never ever lacking, Thats that OG Status
My flow is everlasting, while you n***as stay stagnant
I'm a different breed, I'm a mutt
You the type to chase bu*ts, from s*uts, who drink nut for a paycut
k**ing these b**hes, they better pay me attention
If it ain't bout a dollar, then n***a I ain't with it
Who with it, who really got the triple d on lock
Who really riding round town with an ounce and a Glock
Who really got hoes on deck straight begging for co*k
Not you, not me either, but I stay true
I got a chick, she my ace, that's my b**boo
I gotta clique, APEX n***a, we run sh** too
Hold Up
I got bars for days, call it a life sentence
f** with me, I'll beat your a** and demand penance
My pockets Precious, Ruben Studdard, I'm Hugh Hefner
I own you b**hes, slave master to you rap peasants
I'm about to blow like dynamite, real tight
Pimping all you b**hes like dolemite, impolite
These raps that I write are like a p**y so tight
Smack a n***a onsight, like my name suge knight
Young milo the boss n***a don't you forget
I'm a general you are just a cadet
Hard like cement, but you soft, I lament
Daddy said I couldn't rap well my n***a I dissent
Future mogul, young boss I thought I told you
f** local, don't label, I'm global
Want beef?, I'm the butcher, might cook em
If he ain't Ill, then my n***as over look him
I pull up to the spot, Casio watch makes the hoes flock
Now they want a sample of my knots
I ain't even legal but I'm still dogging b**hes, no beagle
These n***as like vultures, seagulls
Tenacious, evil, rap game Keneivel
Even if you were hiding, they still wouldn't seek you
Like Illmatic, I could never have a sequel
n***as went from snakes to rats, to rap weevils
Lungs full of potent, exterminating rodents
Sorry yo I hate to rub it in like lotion
You got no sauce, I got the true potion
I got the blue print, put it into motion
Paved my own route to the top of the totem
Balling like Curry, Kobe, Jordan
Now I'm rocking kicks, last year couldn't afford em
2016, more cream for the Forbes list, n***a
Yo I told them. Apex Predator sh**. 2016. The motherf**ing militia is coming n***a. What the f** do you know about that? Milo, the motherf**ing boss n***a... Signing off