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on the lips
This some iconic shit
I fell mighty rich
With a bad bitch by my side
I don't wanna be type of guy
Crazy how I really wanted it to be you
Now I

beat (??) by seven and i spark a hood
people low profile and i watch my back
cuz its hard to know where da perpatraing brothers at
look around these

My Love is All I Have

Charlie Wilson

Late Night Creep 55

know how to love you, baby
And in my own way, my own way, I'm rich as hell
I really hope that none of this don't matter
And I hope that you don't

need no new dawgs 'cause I'm cool with the old ones
Hit the mall with my crew from the youngest to oldest
All it took is a call just to get you

end up where I wanna be for real 
Like how’d I even end up in the hills
Tonight I’m getting lost with a bad bish 
Fw me for me, cuz I ain’t mad rich

I dont care what you got to say
Im bout a bag like santa sleigh
And by the way thats everyday
We cook it up like creme brulee
Just give me top but no

pit
You lose your mind when you poverty strick
You can change your life by hitting a lick
So I'm taking your shit

You and the barrell kissin'

on the hip 
He run up on me get hit 
She watching my life yeh she binge 
She pay for the drip cuz she rich 
She jump on the tip in a splits 
I aint talking no

Billion lovers looking out for your wellbeing
There's no longer a need to concern for yourself
'Cause in the new world rich means building others' wealth

Uh
All these motherfuckers 
Been living for accounts
Buying hella shit
But they never leave the house
So dainty 
Can't think we detect it
I'm killing

women or is it the void they filling from all the family i'm missing
I gotta stop reminiscing and think how things could be different cuz you get caught

doesn’t exist
Working your fingers to the bone for a dime
No wonder the poor resort to crime
Lock and load your gun 'cos where I'm from
Your life is

turned they back, so I got it by my VLONE

VLONE drip
VLONE kicks
COMME des GARÇONS
Mix the BAPE with the Ricks
I was taught to get a bag and to never

And you're all drunk in the clothes of a feeling
Gentle giant on the load-baring wall
I'm fake rich, and it's homeopathic healing
Makes me want

Fuck a drive by park the car then we hopping out
You can't claim 75 you ain't hit the road
Put anything in my hands I can get it sold
Keep my own gun

be leaving
Good gas i know you can tell just by the smell
And maybe I'm just wrong for always sticking to myself
I ain't gon lie at times I really feel

"Oh no... everything we've been predicting is coming true!"
"Wow, who'd have seen that coming?"

You asked for line-by-line feedback so I gave you

no mind to the truth, only focus on lies
Hello everybody, welcome to the show
I'm your ringleader, Joker, corny I know
Things look great how've you

About 450 ways to get paid
In this bitch
And I'm with every single one
If ain't costing me shit
I'mma risk taker
Money maker
You pump faker
Counting

conversate if she gone make me rich
I got this all by myself nobody gave me shit
I got to big off the raw so they hoping I fall
So when the shoebox got

get wipe from eye
With you by my side I'll forever be rich
No a brudda can't lose you nuh see how man a win
Aye
Big loving gih you big big lovin big

Let me tell you bout a girlie who went by the name of Annabel
This ain't one that's for the weak so skip if you can't handle well
5'2 blonde hair

All she want is Dior
I ain't texting back that bitch
She only want me 'cause I'm rich
I go loco flip the switch
Throw a body in a ditch
I might have

You're too late
"Every time something happens
We're left to figure out what we should've done.
"Ugh, that needs to change. I'm sick of this..."