Lyrics:
what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
We
But now he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
It's easy for friends to say let him go
But I'm
That has a love that is true
Than to be get hurt by you
'Cause when I give my love
I want love in return
Now I know this is a lesson
Sister big stuff,
I just ran up the numbers
I won't be satisfied till I hit my first six
And when that happens all my boys gon' hit this lick
And when that happens all
Never in a slump tax-free is what it be G
Stacking while I’m macking
The Squad is Big Time if
You wanna be exactin’ dealin’ with keys
You see these
Big Bank
A nigga came from the trenches
Step in this bitch SWO
Rich energy I match the description
Sick bitch you need your prescription
You niggas is
But now he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
It's easy for friends to say let him go
But I'm
Diddy can't be stopped
Blinky Blink can't be stopped
Big Loon can't be stopped
Sista Stase can't be stopped
B.I.G can't be stopped
Lil' Kim can't
suddenly it happened
I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far
With a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back
Your youth when you're old
Or a friend when
Ayo this shit sound crazy
And yeah I'm on top of the world and I feel so rich
Yo I've been sitting on my castle and I see something (ayo what's that)
me back
Swear to God that facts
Big big big facts
Can't ride with me you ain't my dog you just a rat
Tryna ride my wave
I'm big big shark you
money and be mad at you
When all they had to do is really ask you how to do
That's why I can't trust a soul could you blame me
Tell you the meaning
I don't want to sit in no fancy crib
Time goes by, I wish I could fly, that would be lit
I'm big dreamer
Can't believe I was a drug dealer
I went OT
about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
When I rich nigga want you
Can't get my foot off the gas, cruisin' way over the limit
But i just wanna be rich yeah, stack up the racks
Then make it expand, man i swear we'll make
at a skyscraper reaching into heaven
When over in the ghetto I'm livin' in hell
Just play ball or be an entertainer
'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well
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
I walk w ah limp
Got that shit on me
Boy I'll beat you up
Smack yo big
Nigga will pull up
Like we rich homie
Nigga will pull up like we
Rich Homie
die or somethin', everybody falls
We live by this shit
You got money, you fall, it gon' catch you
Want the whole team rich
Want the whole team
she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch
When she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit,
cussin' at grown-ups
Buddy, you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man someday
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
swervin', gettin' all them dimes
Tell her I be doin', I be swaggin' to my prime
This ain't all the time, it happens all the time
That's a big contradiction,
suddenly it happened,
I lost every dime.
But Im richer by far
With a satisfied mind.
Money can't buy back
Your youth when you're old.
Or a friend when
getting rich
I done had dreams of really getting rich
I'm rocking big stuff
I got gucci and gamo and louis and prada these niggas be jocking my drip
I just
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