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Vic Mensa - Millionaires Ft Tish Lyrics

[Intro: Tish]
And I think
About all the things I've been through
I never would have made it
I never would have made it without you
A tree can't grow
Or bear fruit without roots
Without you here to hold me
Oh, I
Never would have
Made it, oh
Made it, I know
Never would have made it, yeah
Made it, yeah
Made it without your love
Never would have made it

[Verse 1: VIC MENSA & Tish]
Lost some time, I won sometimes
Face my fears, can't run from mine
All the times I've crossed the line
All y'all thought I lost my mind
Ask no permission, just forgiveness
They kill the messenger, judge the witness
Your bad decisions bad for business
Offending everybody, but you're mad defensive
Never take 'em shopping, you just be bagging bitches
Couple magazine covers, I got a lot of issues
You fucked up the vibe, you rubbed people wrong
I ain't gon' lie, that night I was rolling and I was stoned
Was it Vanity Fair? I had a point, though
But, really, I shot myself in the foot like Tory, yo
Hurt people hurt people, I've been on both sides
Found worth in the Bentley, I ain't rock me no bow ties, uh
And you won't find self-love in a check stub
Ain't no happy ending to that back rub
We was down, down, baby, now we back up
I don't put it on the boss but I stack up (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
[Chorus: VIC MENSA & Tish]
Never in a million years, they would have thought we'd be millionaires (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Uh, I throw my hands up in the air 'cause my grand mama still in prayer (Never would have made it, yeah)
Never in a million years, they would have thought we'd be millionaires (Hey, hey)
And my hands still in the air 'cause my grand mama still a prayer (Never would have made it, yeah)

[Verse 2: VIC MENSA & Trish]
Everybody noticed that I was super bogus
Couldn't afford a Ford but I was super focused
Trappin' out my momma basement, was baggin' eighths then
Maybe I'd get my own place if I could get some placements
Fast forward to encores on packed tours
Fast cars, Scott Storch and passports
Should have bought a crib, could have paid cash for it
Instead, I took it to crazy girls and made 'em dance for it
I know you going crazy, girl, your student loans stupid
Lot of niggas shootin' at you, but ain't no Cupids
In overdrive, workin' overtime for the baby
Don't let a nigga with no car drive you crazy (Oh, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge: Vic Mensa & Tish]
Made some millions, lost some millions (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Been the hero, been the villain (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Diamonds up, it's La Familia (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Real recognize real, y'all not familiar (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
[Chorus: VIC MENSA & Tish]
Never in a million years, they would have thought we'd be millionaires (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I throw my hands up in the air 'cause my grand mama still in prayer (Yeah, ayy)
In spite of anything you hear, well, I'm here, let me clear the air (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Outro: VIC MENSA & Tish]
'Cause of you, I am somebody
I need somebody
To be somebody
You make me feel like I could be somebody
You make me feel like I could be somebody
Somebody
Somebody, somebody
Somebody (Never would have made it), somebody (Yeah, ayy)
Somebody, somebody
Somebody, somebody