[.MILO.]
I'm tired of these young bulls thinking that they sh*t cool
Weak ass rhymes, n*ggas should've stayed in school
I Got a lot of drama for these n*ggas 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*ggas stay stagnant
I'm a different breed, I'm a mutt
You the type to chase butts, from sl*ts, who drink nut for a paycut
Killing these b*tches, they better pay me attention
If it ain't bout a dollar, then n*gga 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 c*ck
Not you, not me either, but I stay true
I got a chick, she my ace, that's my booboo
I gotta clique, APEX n*gga, we run sh*t too
Hold Up
I got bars for days, call it a life sentence
f*ck with me, I'll beat your ass and demand penance
My pockets Precious, Ruben Studdard, I'm Hugh Hefner
I own you b*tches, slave master to you rap peasants
I'm about to blow like dynamite, real tight
Pimping all you b*tches like dolemite, impolite
These raps that I write are like a pus*y so tight
Smack a n*gga onsight, like my name suge knight
Young milo the boss n*gga 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*gga I dissent
Future mogul, young boss I thought I told you
f*ck local, don't label, I'm global
Want beef?, I'm the butcher, might cook em
If he ain't Ill, then my n*ggas 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*tches, no beagle
These n*ggas 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*ggas 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*gga
Yo I told them. Apex Predator sh*t. 2016. The motherf*cking militia is coming n*gga. What the f*ck do you know about that? Milo, the motherf*cking boss n*gga... Signing off