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And now I can feel the breeze
I can feel the breeze
Rags to riches
A walk of tears
Hi
Okay, so this is the part that I really hate
Because I have to tell

And the story is getting my reader
Yah a aye
Jah blessing me come and see
Rags to Riches
Is all I see
Now this bitches wan suck my dick
Suck my dick
Bitch come

them for lunch

Spent my life chasing riches I grew up in rags
You ain't posting your girl because that bitch too fat
And they fucking with me because I

Somehow I regret to do what's right
But now it's not for nothing
Take all these pleasantries in vein
Think i'm your faceless fucking rag
I know it's

Train
Riding to oblivion
Train
Oh
Life is packed
All you need is all you hold
Count exact
Your pockets full of gold
Pack your bags
Shoes and Rags

crippin
Gotta big ass glock not missin
I trap with that thot but I'm pimpin
33 shots im pippen
Bitch I got London Tipton
Rod wave nigga rags to riches
Im in

I wanna feel explosion
I'm on the streets
Dressed in these rags
Come here babe
Pick me up
I just, wanna be your girl
I just, wanna be your wife
I'm

their connection in order to get the deal.

Hook –

Rats and snitches going rags to riches,
Blurry nights, blurry faces,
Buried lies, buried

and bougie
We like rags to riches
Remember back then, now we be back to business
Truly rags to riches
Let me change the course
Ninja revvin' at my bars, yeah,

All of us have become unclean
The best of our acts are filthy rags
We're shrivelled up like leaves
And like wind, our sins sweep us away

No-one

Rakhde a saade lai jo khaar
Ni haige do chaar bande a do chaar
Wakif a rag rag to kaun kinne joga ethe
Kai pairo hoge chug saade hatho choga ethe
Bina

Naw naw naw

I remember Ace picked us up yeah
Ride with the pistol in the tuck yeah
Blue rag hanging out the rear view
Pull up on yo bitch what that

on my body, Rick Owens
Jimmy Choo, you can't step in my toes
No more Amiris, got Rag on my Bones
Couple of hundreds hangin' out my coat
You movin' funny,

Juiced up, now shake that. Flashy nigga, take that
Finish block and come back. Right back, right back

With a mask and a rag and a jag on his ass
That boy

like I ain't peeped it
Cause when you make that move, this blade gon' make you anemic
Burning bridges, hope you don't get caught in the crossfire
Rags

A rag over my face I disappear
Lost in a haze of neon lights
Tangled in sheets from wild nights
A stranger's bed a twisted embrace
Trapped in this

the fvck I keep getting played by these bitches
Why the fvck I keep getting played by these bitches
I wanna turn my life around, Rags to Riches
I wanna turn

like them slim tatted, lil cutie
I can
Tryna do more than that
She say no holdin' back
I touch her soul & back,
Put up your Soulja rag
Lil Desert eagle

boy, that's a stimulus check
Flex on that bitch, tell her my bad
Huh, my bad
She wipe up the cum with a rag
Th-Th-This glock it be making me sag
We

the way these diamonds bling
I'm on everything, and yeah I love to sing
Singin' to your bitch, givin' her the thing
Go from rags to riches, watch these

Dil ne bas yehi tamanna ki hai
Dil ko hai sukoon mila bas tumse ,
Rag rag ke har hisse mein tum hi ,
Main jhoote vaade na karke kuch sacche vaade

going out sad,
Im trying to go from rags to riches,
But really I never had no rags,
I just wanna make it up to my parents,
Give them the sacrifices they

Counting from 100 to 100
I came from rag to riches
I cannot fall to low
I cannot call you bro
I rather starve alone
I'm riding home
I cannot catch

This the road call
This is the road calling
It calling, it calling, it calling, it calling
This the road call
This is the road calling

So grab your rag