Lyrics:
see it now, but the years fly by
Nothing moves faster than the speed of life
Got three odd jobs that don't make sense, they're just enough to make
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
Birdman, my man
Two words: Rich Gang
YSL Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life aye
Try anyone of us you'll lose your life play
With these big dogs better have
in the game faster than you came in yo’ bitch
I’m the best player from the game you play with yo’ bitch
I spoke things into existence, I’m the magician
than Tony Parker
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
State
Call me T.O.O., if you say $hort
I'ma rap my ass off till you give me some more
Big bank, now just make me rich
Bitch bitch bitch bitch make me
the hate is on
I get the message faster than y'all
Step into my reppin' I
Keep my weapon revolved
I keep the problems resolved
I've been finessing these
around you get your wing split
The only time that you gone see flies is if I carry round big shit
I am not here for your help
I did this shit by myself
No
"Make it hot" - Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 4X)
The world is filled, with pimps and hoes
We'll just talk about those I knows
The world is mine, can't
Money, power, kush, sour
Haze, airy, pills, powder
Pull it out, cock back, let the lead fly
Then a nigga gone on the red eye
Livin' and drivin' in big
on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some
Like Big and Pac, rest in peace to Big and Pac
They say it some money on my head, it's a fee on 'em
Rich like snow, you can ski on it
Pull up in
I just got top in this big body Wraith
Fly her back to LA if the bitch get crazy
I just be counting this paper I do it a lot
I got rich now she
spend Pon mi, how yuh mean dats rich
Ina mi jeans and kicks
Finger yuh gyal, never need one click
She say this longer than a meter stick
Mi nuh talk
And we just vibin'
I'm feelin' so alive
And y'all quick to post some shit but real gangsters move in silence
Maybe you should try it
I fly with my
up in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig piece, n**** decease
Mwa, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
Four-four,
white bitch is rich something like Madonna
Big M on the whip but it ain't a Mazda
From Gertz all the way to Kings Plaza
Flow viciously sick need to see
Taking pills then i drank and after that i relapsed
Yes sin is a death trap
Caught me wanting more than what i had and i was so fat
Like a big Mac, three
the word is (Huh?)
Fake love got a big man like me flyin' 'round
With a tool in the car like I
Don't know what a bird is
International, bigger than
the coast, I wonder if God flies coach
I wonder if Cam can really see me at my South by shows
I got my dogs with me I keep a Rottweiler close
So if you
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
mama
And when I'm through
Come tell you how much she cares about your schooling
Checkmate
Get ready for another Kim K sex tape
Whip your ass faster than
Tre, Heron, Buntry too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly
a jewel, hopin' it pay
Gettin' high watchin' time fly
(To live and die in LA) to live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be (Let my angel sin')
You've
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