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I been searching all my life
For a real love, real love

Ooh I spent my last on a bitch
I can say I never wanna do that shit again
Blinded by

too much bang

Too much bang and I got it all
Way too big to fail, way too high to fall
No one out there hustlin' understands at all
Finish line always

lives determinated by this object
This green piece of cloth and linen,
Rich pastors pimp religion
Selling false realities for all we live-in

forever
In my mind
In my design
And now we see a little flurry as kids roll by
In their winter coats
And I just can't help but to stare at the magic of it

the noise
Then I work the night shift.

All the attitudes aimed at me
Redirect that energy
I direct the world I see

If you ain't rich you a a cash drip
If

I mix nation for real
I fucked up love, I did it bad, I did that by myself

I'm missin' shit I never had, like why them millions ain't here
I wore

A brick can make him rich
He still facin' ten
You can keep the famous bitch
In the A with twin
Posting all the drip, yea
I could take his bitch
She just

drop, nigga, we don't talk about it
New foreign on the block, they know who jumpin' out it

Lo Davis, feel the ground tremble when I walk
Big stepper so

Walk a mile in my flip flops, kick rocks
Bet you get your music off of Tik Tok
Big flops every time your favorite rappers shit drops
Anytime my shit

Yeah
Gang
Big rikobandz nigga

Aye
Bitch
Hold up, let it ride
Yeah

Yeah
Aye
Bitch said that she gon' leave me, I ain't trippin
I got more than

feeling like a winner
Still cold as late December
I feel like any minute
I just might blow

[Shane Doe]
What's it like to get big
Famous, super rich
Blow up

chance we gonna lose, it ain't a fair fight
Get on my 50 and get us rich or I'm gonna die trying (OH)
I won't stop, baby, till we get to that spot, come

this shit all by my lonely I'm just asking where my crown
I'll bring my shorty to the mall I don't wan' ever watch her frown (Ay, Ay)

Remember putting

his brain cells
He ain't know I had it on me

Smoking cancer sticks like John wick

I'm out here tryna raise my like rich the kid

I been out here

cause he ain't got a dad
How you rich and white, and don't got a dad
Yeah, I want your bitch, yeah, the bitch mad
Cody in the front, ride round with a zak

at night, it's like one o'clock
Told 4x slow it down, we right there by the cops
But he said he don't give a fuck, them crackers can't catch me

We going

a jit
Ups and downs, but they never quit
Backed me up when I talked my shit
Right words to say and that shit don't miss
Once I get rich, they gon' get

need to wait for no new year, my niggas stay rich, young and famous
These bitches just ain't us, they imitators, it's outrageous
Broke boys can't

for real
Stick around baby, know I got you still
Ya ya, I got you still

I remember way back chilling in the 6
Before the big shows, before we got rich

Fillin' up my belly like I was country rich This is too easy, Drake, with the under pitch
All I know is right now that my tone fit I've never fit in with

get ya maid ya
Truck loads of self worth, by zillions
That's what you owe us
And it don't be helping us, cuz Moore's don't vote
Feel like it's all a big

Bad bitch, big ass with some lil' tits If I hit the button on that Yop , them boys
already hit Niggas love to do all of that talkin' but ain't

lan kani
Abi bohi Jah time 

Ti nim borila lagri
Nigga no time 

Tin Mo Tin Mo
Tiyan gbala big time


Circle tight
Cos man nyela realer 

Bokan yan wuhi

done it
So Keep the ones who believe in you a lil closer
And keep the ones In disbelief by the reef cus they floaters
When you do it big they gon become