1000 Miles lyrics

[Intro:]
Mike and Keys
Yeah! (Yeah!)

[Verse 1:]
My mama had two real ones, I just happened to be the oldest
With this passion, I'm gon' kill it, crack a smile, f*ck my opponent
So much action on these corners, old head came home from a quarter
He'd been down since '97, phones was out, n*ggas recordin'
He could barely work a iPhone, he'd wake up and he'd pour Crown
This n*gga built like Conan, he used to be the dopeman
Early mornings, we was out there clownin' like a slow jam
Never touchеd no paper now I could put it in my bro hand
I should tell you 'bout them hoеs, 'bout them snakes, 'bout these haters
I got revenge besides murder, never stop gettin' yo paper
Fast break, you got the ball, just focus up and score the layup
Celebrate all of your wins, put on some Hov, and pour some Ace out
I think I'm Elon Musk, I think I'm Jeff Bezos
Call me Simon, b*tches doin' sh*t just 'cuz I say so
Really from them blocks where n*ggas get shot every day though
You tough, right? My name came with a Felony like Jayo
Just me, Shoota and Drayno

[Chorus:]
A thousand miles from home, still it feel like I'm home
I studied Rich, I studied Gotti, I studied Capone (Gangsters)
Kick a king right out the throne, I'm in a different zone
I really love the streets so hard I leave that b*tch a loan
A thousand miles from home, still it feel like I'm home
I smell like money, I got on some rich n*gga cologne
Called a lawyer, but it's gon' cost to bring my n*ggas home
I really love the streets so hard I leave that b*tch a loan
Leave that b*tch a loan
Leave that b*tch a loan
Leave that b*tch a loan
I really love the streets so hard I leave that b*tch a loan
[Verse 2:]
Return of the Mack, shoutout to Drayno
Watchin' The Godfather, really got me watchin' from [Frido?]
n*ggas is flago, I lingo different
Pino sippin', hit the plug, kilos missin'
Drugs, sports, 'n entertainment them things that always seem to match
Thoughts is takin' over, NYPD tryna make they quota
n*gga you lost, thought it was coke, they sold you baking soda
I got this hunger inside my body, I just can't control it
I'm not the one that came to lease it, b*tch I came to own it
I came from Percs and spillin' sodas, hoopties spinnin' corners
I ain't stoppin' 'til me and and my brothers like the f*ckin' Jonas
Before corona, n*ggas'd turn you into a organ donor
Anti-informant, all I smoke is California
It's 40-cals before the crowds, 38's before the hate
Kept a razor, hit your face, watch it bubble like champagne, n*gga
Hate it or love it, 50 and Game
n*ggas knew you all your life, money make 'em look at you strange, can't explain it

[Chorus:]
A thousand miles from home, still it feel like I'm home
I studied Rich, I studied Gotti, I studied Capone (Gangsters)
Kick a king right out the throne, I'm in a different zone
I really love the streets so hard I leave that b*tch a loan
A thousand miles from home, still it feel like I'm home
I smell like money, I got on some rich n*gga cologne
Called a lawyer, but it's gon' cost to bring my n*ggas home
I really love the streets so hard I leave that b*tch a loan
Leave that b*tch a loan
Leave that b*tch a loan
Leave that b*tch a loan
I really love the streets so hard I leave that b*tch a loan