[Intro: Millyz]
HLR ain't for everybody, you know?
Only the chosen
Woah

[Verse 1: Millyz]
Yeah, my best decision was be less forgiving
Tesla spinning, but I took L's like Lexus emblems
Reckless in him, but I'm godlier than every Christian
Chrome Heart crosses, freshest denim, sendin' flicks to prison
Gettin' chicken, the opps mad, that make me quite happy
I just told this bitch I'm single, but my wife's married
Me and bro was spinnin', dumpin' out that white Caddy
White suit out in Boston, I felt like Larry
The birds went for thirty-three back in thе golden era
This beat sound likе Kanye made it in a Polo sweater
Back when I was givin' samples to the yola testers
Plug said he seen enough work to fill up most the desert
In Denver with the Vector like it's COD
I think all these rappers pussy, that's my POV
I don't fear nothin' in this life except for G-O-D
Can't celebrate my wins until my bros get out that DOC
Money comin' in consistent, ain't no stop and go
Gettin' top in the venue after I rock the show
Why you even in my section? You are you not the bros
Hit you with that tray like lunch line sloppy joes
Woah, I been through so much pain
Had to take a lot of losses, but it was so much gained
Mazza piece bright as the sun 'cause I felt so much rain
Big HLR in every bar, I gave 'em so much flame
So much
[Verse 2: Dave East]
Uh, P-A-B-L-O, just sniffed a ki' of snow
I plant it, I'll be damned if I don't see it grow
I keep some hoes
Pimp characteristics, this pinky ring is elegant
I bust down my company, approach me like the president
From jail cell dreams to LLCs
The heater close just in case hell shall freeze
I rock a mink, I got homies eatin' chi-chis
These monkeys tryna talk to a lion, call 'em Rafiki
Forever, this for Freaky
I could get to Boston before I could get to Cali'
Open arms, I'm welcome gladly
Came from servin' Auntie Jackie
Night shifts I talked about, really twerked the graveyard
Gem Stars or boxcutters, leave here with your face scarred
All she do is post her ass and talk about her face card
Since lil' homies, we was always jumpin', n***a, Nate Rob'
I'm Giannis in Milwaukee, I'm Luca out in Dallas
With a cougar that eat salad
Said Philippe's, I think of Patek
HLR, that's all that matters

[Outro]
From the dirt
No really, from the dirt