Mortermir Milestone

[Intro] Where we at? Yeah (Hell Block, Hully Gully) [Chorus] I'm from the real Detroit, not the townhomes (Yeah) Where we ain’t nothing like them boys from the brownstones (Cut way different) Stood on the corners with them saugers and calzones Drugs on 76th, off of Warwick, me and Mortermir Milestone [Verse 1] As sure as the sky is gray, as pure as the whitest yay I pour like a five a day, ay Dior what I buy my bae (Twelve for the lingerie) Ignorе bitches night and day, say You pay more than the pricе I pay I got these niggas feeling way more than some type of way It's all in a day's work, what more is it I can say? But watch for them plane searches, stay the fuck out the way For real, used to send a bag with Camille Till she got addicted, caught a hook up habit when we was trafficking (Shh) Fill in the blanks While that bitch was picking her nose, I was spilling drank Tryna rebuild the bank, what else? (Mafia) Where we at with it [Chorus] I’m from the real Detroit, not the townhomes (Eastside, 7-2 Blocks Projects) Where we ain't nothing like them boys from the brownstones (At all, everything solid, one hundro) Stood on the corners with them saugers and calzones (ConCreatures, where we at?) Off of Warwick, me and Mortermir Milestone [Verse 2] As long as they making guns, instigating wars What the fuck you think they was gon' stop when they was making yours? Thinking you can take what's mine and just make it yours Doggy and his kind ain't my type, they some label whores These cops need to use they tasers more Your hitman missed fam like why the fuck he pay you for Piece hit grams, I need to take 'em to the table more If we knock down this big man, that's a major score Tryna make the Forbes, that's how you know I role caine ’Cause I stay in some shit you niggas can’t afford Can't touch what you can’t feel Just let that all soak in like the pain that I can't absorb, yeah Don't let me take this pain that's mine and make it yours Clean him up with the mop stick, do my daily chores (Grrt, where we at with it?) [Chorus] I’m from the real Detroit, not the townhomes Where we ain't nothing like them boys from the brownstones Stood on the corners with them saugers and calzones Off of Warwick, me and Mortermir Milestone