Lyrics:
by how I'm chopping blades
When I drive, I got a big cup of syrup
When I glide, I ride with a couple birds
In my life, I feel like I stand alone
man
I'd build a big, tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below
There would
man
I'd build a big, tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below
There would
We'll fight through it all until we reach that dawn
I dream of a world where love is the rule
Where hearts walk two by two, and I with you
I dream
remember a sound,
Have your people looking for you
Tucked in lost and found;
If you get to talking big
Might find you sleep underground,
Down here, we play
bitch will
She still stand small in six inch heels
She wanna know what a rich kid feels
All she care bout is big big bills
Big big bills yeah big big
Feeling like I'm going blind
Big bro sold dope, rubbed off on him
Big Boi track, this a boss song
Out in LA, tryna plan my day
Need a young rich girl
cake
I want to die like a rich boy diving
In a hydrocodone dream
You can die like a rich girl by me
Oh how the magazines will read
I 'll die like
sleep
And, I don't have a dime
But, after all this time
I'm a rich man
No fancy car to drive
I don't know what it's like
To have a big house with a pool
all my broke niggas with reckless dreams
And shoutout all my rich niggas that spend it big
I'm all three at heart
I can never really relax I'm
on my plater with rings so big it should be around Saturn and I am I genius I see all the patterns
I'm taking the stairs while You taking the ladder all
church near by and the promise of a mansion in the sky
Got a heart of gold a million dollar smile and satin clouds at silvery line
So come on down...
So
bitches, down hoes, hood rich, pitch up in Daddy's hooood
Believe me its nothing
Big trucks mean rides we fly t-squad our time
Believe me is nothing
swear to God I'm thuggin' hard trill niggas deal witcha
Big Glocks off top, we ain't stuntin mane
We street niggas, we eat niggas off tracks from Mouse
just
Been by myself, oh Na na, na na Na, na na, na na na, na na na
You ain't no someone else, you Need to find yourself I need to Find myself, always
“ALI3N”
Written and Produced by Ari Grooves™️
Verse 1
What did you say
I’m sorry now what did you say
Too late your words here to stay
I can’t get
This big town is a shelter for me
I found a place to hide my misery
I lost my love so long ago
And though my heart is hurting so
The one I love
In the rap game
I done slanged for this
Had to gain for this
Had to find a way for it
I done maintained for this
I will never change for this
Living
a hamster on a wheel, feels like a big deal
A life full of toil has mass appeal, made ideal
By conventions that shun contrarian thoughts
Tensions amplify,
butt
You're a rich nigga's worst mistake
You're just a trophy, and what make matters worse you're fake
A mall broad tryin to keep up with the Joneses
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
Perseverance really helping me to stay tough
I can't even explain but it's been rough
I'm fragile I got a big heart please don't break it into pieces
If I give
dem see pon TV
And dem will do anything fi achieve eee (Yow)
Dem betta listen to Lady G (Hey)
I would like to be rich rich rich
Get a big mansion pon
of misunderstandin'
Hit the parkin' lot, bitch, I was standin' by the Benz
You think a nigga rich, bitch?
Gold diggin' tramps tryin' to get with this dick
For all
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