Lyrics:
put my bro before the hoe, I'm on my brother side
I jumped up off the porch, two packs of 'Ports, I'm screamin', "Homicide"
I guess the wheels fell
Huh go balenciaga while rocking the leopard
All black the whip and the inside is leather
These niggas my sons and i got em on tethers
Rocking that
crew
Philly, soda pop
I'm gonna run down my family tree like this:
One, two, one two three and
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got
for the top, and you'll be all on mine
Cause I'm Mister Spectacular, rich as a bachelor
Relax and count stacks as I max in my Maxima
Fly negro, yes,
bill
remember all those times wey Inor get shit
look into the skies,Then the time on my wrist
whisper unto God
Yo when I go be rich
Cause Inor fit
You're one of a kind
I need you by my side
You got what you can't find
I'm running out of time
She said she likes my rhymes
Then asked about my grind
How
is it was what it was
Niggas be squeek then ready to buzz i handle my bizz cause bitch i'm a boss
And you still a kid i guess you my son
And you still
on prom
I paid too much for this gun to be participating in one on ones
I told this bitch I love her forever and I put that on my son
I don't even got a son
Verse 1 :
Shout out my Nigga you more than a friend and you more like a Brother , won't stop till we Rich
You my business partner , like baby
he replied,
"No one is getting rich today by the lowlands low"
"The burning Spanish galleon is yours to own, my son.
It was a pleasure cheating
two eyes
Nigga) i seen it a lot
I been through it all, I seen it a lot
(With my own two eyes, nigga)
I'm from the bottom, went straight to
The top, I'm
Jumpin' out with that woolie right in broad day, baby
I was raised by myself, I don't need guys
I was trappin' by myself in my Levi's
Sold a four, how
엑스칼리버
잠잘 때도 나는 발렌시아갈 입어
동대문에서 옷을 사 입던 날 잊어 오오
슬램덩크로 비유하면 홍익현
ay 별거 안 해도 너는 나를 못 이겨
ay been rich since i was 21
my money fuckin savage like 21
난 돈을 쓰고
and a half
Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio
He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that's when I knew
You a stand
tonight
My thoughts get drowned until I feel alright
I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize (Yeah)
I got wasted (Woah, ayy)
And I'm taken by
bitch)
I done fell in love with a rich bitch (talk to 'em)
Shawty know she pressure, talkin' high blood (high blood)
Put two girls together like
stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by a muthafuckin' dope fiend
A bitch tryna get a fix, put my nigga
the hot
Trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon' Meth-Tical come and get some
Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This
us
We was full of youth, not yet abused by time
Its like I saw the whole world through my rhymes
Its kinda crazy right?
Twenty-two years ago
slime you not my slatt
My brother dont worry I got his back
Im watching these hoes they tryna trap
You are my son I call you sport
I love my diamonds I
as two Blacks
Standing ovation, get you clapped
Debating most these backpacking rappers, got two straps
My cadence half Meth, half amazing, that's two
We make the club jump every time we walk in this bitch
Yea, we shining. You can tell my niggas is rich
Rozay and Patron at my throne, women at my
I guess I'm the winner
You know my crew Ginuwine not the pretender
One in a million like Aaliyah Burn like Gonorrhea, what?
I beat the beater,
Lifestyles of the rich, that fly a**ed b****
There's a track to be ripped, I got the hot s***
Check the whip, I'm banging from my land to my six
Had you
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