Ky Miller - So Ill lyrics

[Verse 1: Prodigy] Man, I been f**ed up for so long and now I'm rich All the other broke n***as that I used to f** with Got that look in their eyes, got that scheme on their face When I pop up around the way, like sh** changed Look here, don't make me put your brains on display You n***as never really gave a f** about P Now it's all about me and why I don't break bread Where do he sleep and how can we break in Is he in his Jeep or maybe it's the Porsche Naw, let's catch him in the V and tear the n***a all up No, I don't think so I'm all in my mirrors and out my windows I get up out the car with the Desert Eagle Shorty don't like me, said I got an ego So she tell n***as they should stick me Ga**ing n***as up to make history So, they take the jux so they can make the books But I bang the heat when they came for me [Hook: Prodigy] n***as think they so ill 'Til you make a little blood spill Now you punk-a** n***as know f**s with me, it's a must you bleed n***as think they so ill 'Til you make a little blood spill Now you punk-a** n***as know f**s with me, it's a must you bleed [Verse 2: Havoc] Catch me, New York cruising, sticking and moving Smoking that sour diesel on point every time that I blew it Now scheming on me is foolish, don't think about it, just do it I put you through it like that hurricane that ran through Houston You ain't shooting, you ain't scaring nothing, y'all just flukes Rob a n***a, strip his a** down to the birthday suit I never pick grapes, but I cut me a bunch I'm that n***a in the club watching your a** get duffed n***as want to hang up once they find they got war with us And they baby mama s*utting out there on tour with us Pa** it to the homie once a n***a get bored with her Almost couldn't nut because your a** keep calling And dude fronting, come on, baby, you ain't got them guns All you got is that rusty a** revolver, son And you can't fool me, I know they borrowed, n***a n***as think that they ill but the Mobb is iller [Hook]