Lyrics:
up
When I wake up
I'm on da grind like a skater
I want the paper
I got no time for a hater a salt shaker
c grass snaker Heart breaker
I'm in Love
made this way can't change my wrongs
I'm getting money collecting my fees
X on my back, that's by any means
Rich out the system as long as I'm free
It's
Inspired by legends
Yeaah eah
Yo yo yo young black and talented uhh
Pressing keep on pressing yeah we gon apply the pressure
I been through storms
giving them your soul, gift wrap
Prepackaged, fabricated shit rap
Running through you like fast food; Big Mac's
You don't want no problems, fix that
Yeah you know
I get the bag
On the road
I am the man
That guy
Fly like plane
In the sky
Rich in the soul
And the mind
We going big
And I'm going up
tears your soul apart
Expose your weakness
Illuminate within the dark
Daddy raised me a young man with family morals
Stay grounded parents split I felt
shit on lock
My flow is impeccable it'll blow your mind that make me a threat
Been ahead of the game by like 3 steps love to big flex call me hercules
this shit on lock
My flow is impeccable it'll blow your mind that make me a threat
Been ahead of the game by like 3 steps love to big flex call me
chains got big diamonds
We're rich, my clones shooting a uzi, hanging out the door
Old news, we ain't talking about no old hoes
Left em all alone when we
Been stackin, been at it
Been rachet, late night
Soul snatchin, big action
Talk talk, chain snatchin
What happened, yeah oh my
And it's time for
Here we go
I’m not rich by a long shot
But I’m not poor either
Private independent school
But no lake or a fire
I have to make myself the person that
Paparazzi after my shows asking me questions
God fed up with my soul so ain't no blessing
Happiness can't be bought or sold, I learned my lesson
up super rich saving others
Mayne I'm tryin' to have that
Big bankroll watch me stack me rack it up
This treasure don't fold but I'ma stack it up
He made me, geppetto
He loves you, Te Quiero
My faith rich when my pockets on zero
Will never give away my soul for dinero
He made me, geppetto
He
of the little hustles that he controlled
He was troubled in his soul, he couldn't sleep he wouldn't eat
But by his side was a strong woman, not taking defeat
She
nowhere to go ('cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open
roof
Rich, black, two big guns and no coof
Things at the label, well they tend to get unstable
And that pretty much leave Malice at the table
Or over
Ferrari got the green
Smells caught in between, nigga doin his thing
What I'm sayin it's a hustler's pain
Bein rich by myself, it's a treacherous dream
nowhere to go ('cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open
of the arnage
Even as a youth I was laudering the stoop
Underneath the nose, and the Feds had no clue
I was pushing keys in a V with no roof
Rich, black, two big
to follow my lead
And do not allow your soul to be swallowed by greed
Just abide by the rules in these times life will be fine for you
I'll provide the food
some more sour in the spliff
Fuck it im trynna get rich
Big 40 clip for the hip
Up in the spot & we lit
Got some more sour in the spliff
Fuck it im
Kinda funny cause they fake it when they callin' you honey
On your dick when they think a nigga, might be rich
That's when I shit, cause I know you fuck
Kinda funny cause they fake it when they callin' you honey
On your dick when they think a nigga, might be rich
That's when I shit, cause I know you fuck
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