Tekster:
A Million Different Places

faded nowthe snow is falling down as i trace the footsteps they lead me to the front door of your house you don't have to make a sound we both know what

Where can i find the words that i'm looking for the words that can describe this combination of feeling and emotion that have burrowed deep inside my

shit Two n a baby, that bird shit Momma calls, she want a new place Homeboy just caught a new case Need rooms just bought a new safe Audemar just got a

ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Success is what you make it, take it how it come A half a mil' in twenties like a

a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no ([Incomprehensible]) I can't change, I can't change 'Cause it's a

broke That helps you to keep composure up around your folk That keeps from trying to wrap a rope around your throat Don't choke, you feeling like giving up Life isn't a million

way son But now let me break it down, pass it all around This is not a theory, the conspiracy is real They wanna put me in a straightjacket in a padded

destination for me Predictability has allways been the same I wanna break it down I wanna break the chain sometimes it feels like i am caught up in the mix looking for a different place

make a million Gotta get myself a million Gonna turn that into a billion If not, then I just won't die All my Midwest niggaz tryin' to make a meal Tho