Lyrics:
You know Young Rich Niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
(If Young Metro don't trust
You know Young Rich Niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
(If Young Metro don't trust
rolled proper
And that's a big pun, know that I'mma join him
When my time come, but the story just begun, so
Don't mourn me when I'm gone, celebrate
leave
Yea I'm toxic as fuck shit be killin me
Long way from a snotty nose
Still leave you body cold
Rich as hell still down to catch a body what I'm
Losing my homies one by one
Losing my homies one by one
Losing my homies one by one
(Woah, ah)
Losing my homies, one by one
Wait, What no more fun
at the dinner table
This shit getting deeper
I had to go step by step
Act out u get stepped on
They be like rekap be wearing fake diamonds
Is it because it got
Don't look at me, here I'll come
With this great big smile
And you'll find that even the kiddies
Are screaming in a latin style
Ooh, sad, guilty
Fuck a brother
Never needed one
I was there by your side when you needed one
Getting rich was the tasks I completed them
All my bitches x'd out I
Back with another banger, I ain't talkin' Sosa Chamber
One day, I'ma make it, sittin' rich with all my gangsta
They said that we wouldn't do it, now
ain't gotta sneak
And if I front a pack
Imma come and collect
Better have what you owe
By the end of the week
Bitch I'm big worm in yo hood nigga
You
the feather in his brim
I swim under water and don't get wet
Then bounce back to the hood and see-walk the set
I keep it gangsta all the time
An you can ask
for my dawg, yeah, this that get back (get back)
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for-tat (tit-for-tat)
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac (whoa)
[chorus:]
Old lovas
Young at heart
Puppy lovers
Big old kids
Both of us
Co-exist
Hand in hand
We will be ripe... [repeat]
[verse 1:]
Old
gotta have your own
And have the strong people behind you, the whole time
And be homegrown
And be satisfied
By everything you do in life
In the days,
I am holding onto you for the last time
Capsized, sinking, feeling like I made mistakes I must live by
Hoping that I'll find somebody new
Just
you ain't never been no problem
Raised up by Wayne, Big and Mad Max off Top Shottas
Hung with drug lords my whole life, I'm used to countin' commas
are gonna flood you Big River
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die
I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota
And it tore me up every time
gonna flood you Big River
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota)
And it tore me up every time I
At first Mom and Papa called the little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of the riverbed
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my Papa
by Friday's football game
We only got one sheriff, but we all know how to keep the peace
Aw, and don't you forget it, as big as we're getting
This
Yo yaow!, test test test,
Check check check check
Is this working?
Is it working, OK alright yo yo yo!
Testing testing one two three
Big up
Fuck big fat bitches that make cliques back off
The way we prove it to y'all
Is just bang niggaz every time we do it to y'all
[Chorus]
[Busta
mean, seriously, I'm tellin' you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends and I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood... I mean, really...
take a ride
Hop up in this whip with me, girl its time to slide
Big 40 on me so i let you hold the 9
She say she need a real nigga one thats gone
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