Lyrics:
Ay! Here we go!
Colli boy! Wh-wh-what's the scenario?
Huh?
Me and Mario comin? through your stereo
So young, so fly, so rich
I know you gotta hate
talk 'cause I'm doing hot
I'ma just come and get rich
You feeling tall the way you talking now
Is it still the same?
Well, I link his bitch and change
the ghetto
Get some new money and switch up my LO
Got 10 missed calls I'ma call when I'm settled
I never thought I'd see my bro with a headstone
Vibe ain't
The killed d-black, eLo,
Peanut NORE Lil Von here/
Candles by the tresssss
Long live laron Here/
These the CIRCLES of circumstances
Goes on and on here/
Lil' Lay, hey (Yeah, yeah)
What's up playas (What's happenin' out there?)
Thugstas, and hustlas?
(Yeah, yeah, it's all real, yeah)
And I want
it gone go
Napoleon told me just go by the book
Think and Grow Rich
Stupid lil bihh
(Yeah)
I woke up this morning from dreamin bout money then took me
I should drop up in the mall I want it I cop every rich nigga do not get the box crazy for 50 like Vivica foX beats by Dre I’m fucking wit doc none
Like I'm Dexter, but just keep on going harder
Teach a lesson, Lil Wayne when he made The Carter
On point with the raps when I bounce back
Always snap
is Bruce Wayne
My love is a blessing now do your own thang
Demons surrounded me thinking they sweet
But I am protected by divinity
Invisible warfare is
[Stone]
Hot Boys vacating the pop
Talk can back shit up
The Feds call my 'hood a Payday
'cause it's packed with nuts
Ghetto rich money stashed
In
to the sentence
Getting saved by the yay
it's like a bible in the kitchen
You ain't really from that ghetto if you got fears
Too many niggas crashing out my
(uh-huh)
I'ma keep it real 'til the death (uh)
Never need a hand or get help (uh-huh)
Uh, you know I came in by myself
You they type of nigga get
, trying to stay hood rich
And you can ask a *** 'bout me, you know I'm 'bout my ***
I was made by guerrillas, raised the hot boy click
'Cause I'm
your life
This shit can get risky, risky
I'm in this bitch with Lil Marlo
I'm sippin' syrup by the bottle, yeah yeah
Bitches love me, they gon' follow
Lil Darius – Save the Day [Explicit Lyrics]
INTRO
Cutta we rich
Im the gift of the ghetto
Im the chosen one
Shout out everybody that believed in me,
That goes to show you just how old all those excuses get
Sometimes you just gotta keep working until u get picked
I’m wit my rich homies like damn I
paper, shit is still ghetto
But fuck it black, you living your life, though your loved ones
Peace to your daughter and your newborn son
It used to be
with paper, s*** is still ghetto
But f*** it black, you livin your life, though your loved ones
Peace to your daughter and your newborn son
It used
and pianos
Me I get bags like Randall's
Whipping up work like Shawn o
Need a condo by the Gallo
Short lil nigga wit a tall hoe
Masked up jumping out
family to eat
I want em all rich by the time I'm deceased
I can't go now so I'm keeping the piece
Without keeping the peace
If I got it on me I up it
I got
Cold Heart, cold wrist и я rich a milli
Drive by so slow, вкинул пять мили
Знаешь броук мне не бро
It's just not hitting
Лям тут, лям там
Lil Wayne
the streets begging for change
Never judge a book by a cover
Bitches act the same
Bitch, I'm runnin' to the money like I'm Hussein
Bo black , hoppin' out that
touch me like I got the coodies
I'm wiping my hands with this shit, Lil 2z
Me And Trey in the booth and he puffin' on Zooties
Wayne on the wock an Ty Ty
don't fuck with me
Leave my bitches like Madon, they all in disbelief
Simma simma up, simma down, simma please
I'm a darknight, call me Bruce Wayne
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