WILLOW MILL by Jordon Mckinnley Lyrics
(AWW YEAH)
[Chorus: SAINT JORDO]
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
[BRIDGE: SAINT JORDO]
I been really working
I been on my grind
I just gotta shine
I just want whats mine
Everybody dying
I think its my time
How everyone the man
I think somebody lying
[VERSE 1: SAINT JORDO]
Jumped off the porch with dreams of a Porsche
I was only fifteen when I seen my first corpse
Came up with schemes to get our backs off the ropes
Based off the facts that I actually wrote
Based off the fact that I'm actually GOAT
Said it cause I meant it what you asking me for
And I can't die broke
Gotta hit the strip club, make it monsoon
I ain't there yet, I'll be there soon
And I'm in tune with the most high
Said we gone touch the world in due time
Said they gone hear me from the Mo to Dubai
Through my eyes, I
Done seen the type of greed that break up family trees
And leave a mother to grieve
Certainly type seeds from from Willow (Willow!)
Where the only way to make it out is ball like 'Quille O'Neal
Or rob or steal
Or drive by and banana peel that back
I never lack unless it's Caddy, baddie riding shotgun
Houston, we got one
It's me who run it and not them
It's me who done it
Saint is a problem
[Chorus: SAINT JORDO]
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
[BRIDGE: SAINT JORDO]
I been really working
I been on my grind
I just gotta shine
I just want whats mine
Everybody dying
I think its my time
How everyone the man
I think somebody lying
(lying)(lying)(lying)(lyyyyiiiinnng)
[OUTRO: SAINT JORDO]
I grew up swanging and banging
But lately I been hearing speed it up
Give me some beats, and I'ma eat em up
Trick for some treats, baby, I'm Candyman
Try to defeat me, don't think that you can
Ball in my hand, I'ma win, I don't choke
Hit the blunt, baby, stop wasting the smoke
I want to live on the coast
And go ghost on the niggas that said I was doing the most
Boast and I brag, been all in my bag
Chasing the things that I never had
Was going out sad when my heart was broken
Shorty played games and I gave the tokens
Fucked up, but I ain't fucked up about it
I'm turning up on everybody that doubted, like
Did you hear that?
Lil nappy headed Jordo from the Mo
Ride slow, ain't no telling where this road can go
I been the one, what you think they observing for?
Stargazing, a daze in my mind
The harder you look, the more that you find that
We ain't alike, no way
It's the Saint
[Chorus: SAINT JORDO]
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
[BRIDGE: SAINT JORDO]
I been really working
I been on my grind
I just gotta shine
I just want whats mine
Everybody dying
I think its my time
How everyone the man
I think somebody lying
[VERSE 1: SAINT JORDO]
Jumped off the porch with dreams of a Porsche
I was only fifteen when I seen my first corpse
Came up with schemes to get our backs off the ropes
Based off the facts that I actually wrote
Based off the fact that I'm actually GOAT
Said it cause I meant it what you asking me for
And I can't die broke
Gotta hit the strip club, make it monsoon
I ain't there yet, I'll be there soon
And I'm in tune with the most high
Said we gone touch the world in due time
Said they gone hear me from the Mo to Dubai
Through my eyes, I
Done seen the type of greed that break up family trees
And leave a mother to grieve
Certainly type seeds from from Willow (Willow!)
Where the only way to make it out is ball like 'Quille O'Neal
Or rob or steal
Or drive by and banana peel that back
I never lack unless it's Caddy, baddie riding shotgun
Houston, we got one
It's me who run it and not them
It's me who done it
Saint is a problem
[Chorus: SAINT JORDO]
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
Welcome to Willow Mill
Lay low them trained to kill
We bound to make a mill
You down
Tell me the deal
OH NO/(aye)(yeah)
[BRIDGE: SAINT JORDO]
I been really working
I been on my grind
I just gotta shine
I just want whats mine
Everybody dying
I think its my time
How everyone the man
I think somebody lying
(lying)(lying)(lying)(lyyyyiiiinnng)
[OUTRO: SAINT JORDO]
I grew up swanging and banging
But lately I been hearing speed it up
Give me some beats, and I'ma eat em up
Trick for some treats, baby, I'm Candyman
Try to defeat me, don't think that you can
Ball in my hand, I'ma win, I don't choke
Hit the blunt, baby, stop wasting the smoke
I want to live on the coast
And go ghost on the niggas that said I was doing the most
Boast and I brag, been all in my bag
Chasing the things that I never had
Was going out sad when my heart was broken
Shorty played games and I gave the tokens
Fucked up, but I ain't fucked up about it
I'm turning up on everybody that doubted, like
Did you hear that?
Lil nappy headed Jordo from the Mo
Ride slow, ain't no telling where this road can go
I been the one, what you think they observing for?
Stargazing, a daze in my mind
The harder you look, the more that you find that
We ain't alike, no way
It's the Saint