Visionary

Visionary Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, mothaf**ka
Yeah, I’m finna go grab the Lambo truck soon as that b**ch drop
No bap
Ayy, uh, you’re big dawg now, you get smart

[Chorus]
I’m a millionaire (Huh)
And I saw this sh*t through so I’m a visionary
Look up hustler, you see my face in the dictionary (Pussy)
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary (Who?)
I wasn’t never scared (Ooh), I wasn’t never worried (Ooh)
I was shootin’ that b**ch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
Summertime when I popped lil’ nigga, that was my anniversary
Had a curse, reversed it
Hit the booth, it’s an emergency
I got a verse for 30 (Huh)

[Verse 1]
Now here I go off Percs (Nigga)
Nigga, what’s the controversy? (Nigga)
Probably would’ve been your daddy had the condom burst (That’s damn right)
But don’t mention my f**kin’ name, I don’t want that drama emergin’
While y’all niggas on it
I’ll text everybody where your house at and send everybody to purge you
One day I’ma buy my b**ch a Birkin
But, I gotta stay on my grind, sh*t, I gotta stay workin’
There’s at least a dub callin’ on my line, cook up, b**ches twerkin’
Wht you want, a turkey?
You tryna get this sh*t any lower than this, f**k you want, some mercy?
What you on, a Pereky?
And you say those 15s ain’t doin’ nothin’ for you
What you on, a 30?
You got that gold on and got souls gonna go
f**k, you think you Xeres?
Ain’t no submittin’, if you want my spot, b**ch, gotta murk me

[Chorus]
I’m a millionaire (Huh)
And I saw this sh*t through so I’m a visionary (Like who?)
Look up hustler, you see my face in the dictionary (Mothaf**ka)
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary (Mothaf**ka)
I wasn’t never scared, I wasn’t never worried
I was shootin’ that b**ch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
Summertime when I popped lil’ nigga, that was my anniversary
Had a curse, reversed it
Hit the booth, it’s an emergency
I got a verse for 30 (Huh)

[Verse 2]
I’m in the booth, I knock that out
I got a verse for 30 (Got a verse for 30)
Still keep a Perk or somethin’ in my lil’ pocket
I pop in case of emergencies (Ooh)
And it get hectic, I pull out this lil’ rocket
Clock in the sizzock, knock your little sh*t outta it
Play in the street, tryna get every bit out of it
Met the connect, I finessed a little brick out of it
Trap goin’ brazy, I just had to sit on it
That sh*t gon’ get at it (Huh)
Chopper goin’ brazy, we goin’ too brazy
The cops keep on raidin’ it but ain’t get sh*t out of it (Huh)
Yeah, I been runnin’ with my dawgs (I been runnin’ with my)
So you know it’s licks involved
All I know is get rich, that’s all
Blow 20K, send my b**ch to ball
Hit the A ’cause I ain’t been to Phipps in long
b**ch, I’m eatin’, all I leave ’round tips and bones
One chain look like a 60 ball
Slide on your b**ch at six in the morning
After I leave her, leave that b**ch alone
Block her on my cellular phone, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m a millionaire (Huh)
And I saw this sh*t through so I’m a visionary (Mothaf**ka)
Look up hustler, you see my face in the dictionary (Mothaf**ka)
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary
I wasn’t never scared, I wasn’t never worried
I was shootin’ that b**ch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
Summertime when I popped lil’ nigga, that was my anniversary
Had a curse, reversed it
Hit the booth, it’s an emergency
I got a verse for 30
I’m a visionary