Lyrics:
Man down ran down who
(Who)
Big bag big bag ouhh (Cash)
Bussin out the roof
Twin seater twins in the coupe (Skrrt)
50 bands by lunch time
U ion want
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
(bitch)
Never been a bitch, I never fold in (oh yeah)
I can't fuck with rats, I never talk, yeah (never talk)
Rich nigga to the right, you broke, get
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
really mean to bring you right down,
The safest place for you's way under the ground,
A "hot somethin'" that you never been told,
Told, you been told,
duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh, you
shit go straight to LA
Bitch, I done got rich, I done got rich, now
Now I got these whips, these whips bigger than ever
I been blocking shade, I sit
real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age
wet neck wet
Count Big checks been fresh since recess big bet
Stayed down for a better view nigga big bet
Keep ya mind strong can't lose nigga big bet
all by myself
Just 5 years old but I sure am cold
My mom's out cooking steak for someone else
Sure am sleepy but I'mma wait till mama come
Eh, the rich
then, let it fall down
Yea, aye back then well that was back then
I was trynna get rich off of rapping
I was trynna get paid off the backend
I was trynna
Young Rich and Slick's got ya
Well in peace
I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin' is never
not bust at my man's
Cuz we'll bust at anything, you understand
I been down for a long time, niggas claim they been on the frontline
And I been getting
a digit
Got a midget in the stash kinda hard for it to fit in
So how can I broke
When I go by name of Rich
And I shouldn't have to call bitch
Cus you know
wit me (ain't fuckin' wit me).
That's what I be (that's what I be); big dope celebrity.
[Verse 1: Frank Calhoune]
North 20-Nameth Street; I been
never been
Big snake break the skin
But you can't hold us down anymore
A big house holds a family
A big room it holds you and me
It's a big mess
they get scared
Went and got that coupe and then went
Got that iced out big head
But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga
I was raised not to hate but
out
If she play she getting piped down
Big glocks
Close range
Mobbin’ with the gang, ain’t playin’ no games
Smokin’ hella gas, this ain’t no propane
Used to get teased by my friends, cause I had bigger feet
I think about them jokes and laugh, crack a smile
Cause as a child, I never knew that being
beefin' with me, I never heard of them
If I was the old me I would murder them
Matter fact, if I was the old me, I would Curtis them
Courtesy of my Smith
and bread by systems that were horribly formed
A nightmare in Hell street where feds meet with informants
Active is the threat , I’m never one to be dormant
me come true
I never knew i had so much control
To whom i meet and whom i speak too
I rather be rich
Then be broke
I rather be rich
Then be poor
I
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
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