The Finer Thangs

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On the road to riches
And diamond rangs
We all want the finer thangs
Pretty women
Fresh clothes
Diamond rangs
Gold watches
Gold records
Gold chains
They'll kill you
For the fame
And the finer thangs
Get money
I be on my grind
When the rain fall
I be on my grind
When the snow fall
I'm even on my grind
In a hell storm
Trying to stop mine
It be hell for em
All I ever wanted to do was make money
Niggaz riding foreigns only made me hungry
They ain't breaking bread though it made me thirsty
Another homie dead damn lord have mercy
I done been to war never joined the service
Round animals and clowns in this fuckin circus
I can't get side tracked I gatta stay focused
These niggaz round here be off that hocus pocus
Poof
I was in the county with them docs on me
Ugh
Think I'm sitting down gat them vops on me
Ugh
Thinking bout my bitch like I know she prolly lonely
Ugh
She was getting slayed by my mufuckin homie
Ugh
Couldn't even trip cuz she wasn't my one and only
Nah
Imma keep it real ain't no need in being phony
Nah
All it really did was make me focus on my money
Get in my lane like tory
Moral of the story
We all want the finer thangs
Pretty women
Fresh clothes
Diamond rangs
Gold watches
Gold records
Gold chains
They'll kill you
For the fame
And the finer thangs
Get money
I be on my grind
When the rain fall
I be on my grind
When the snow fall
I'm even on my grind
In a hell storm
Trying to stop mine
It be hell for 'em
I make the beats now I'm feeling like zay
Started my own shit I'm feeling like jay
Now I'm the boss sumn like Rick Ross Ugh
No days off till it pays off
I make the beats now I'm feeling like ye
O you was hatin I ain't hear ya what ya say
My niggaz pause yameen they don't play
Chicago south side where I stay
Call me Steve I'm on the job erday
Hands in it trying to get it erway
Pretty chick super thick where I lay
Them bitches hatin on ya baby what they say F*ck 'em
I make the beats now I'm feeling like Dre
I know tomorrow ain't promised so I pray
May my seeds have a better place to stay
A wise man gave me knowledge what he say
We all want the finer thangs
Pretty women
Fresh clothes
Diamond rangs
Gold watches
Gold records
Gold chains
They'll kill you
For the fame
And the finer thangs
Get money
I be on my grind
When the rain fall
I be on my grind
When the snow fall
I'm even on my grind
In a hell storm
Trying to stop mine
It be hell for 'em

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