Lyrics:
every scene by heart,
they all went by so fast
If he's passin' back this way,
I'm not that hard to find
Tell him he can look me up if he's got
If i was rich
I wouldnt stop smokin pack by the zip
Id only fuck on the baddest bitches
I could go broke n still drip bitch
If i was rich
Ridin
,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle 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
awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
BET instabooth LIVE from the
Carpet
fill it with ice
Soon I'll be way too rich
In a brand new whip
With a bad ass bitch Ice Spice
Cool if you hate me, shit, I might
Bark at a big dog, bitch
fragrance
Validated by my Dillard's order confirmation
I know God's plan perfect
I just have to find my patience
I'm still hood rich
It broke my heart
a nigga chin (Boh, in)
I was dreamin' bout it since I was ten
(Bop bop bop bop, srkt)
Now I did it
(Now I did it) , now I'm rich (Now I'm rich)
I'm too
had a cousin man
He was big in cocaine
So all them rich kids
To me they were slave
Cause the money wouldn't be
If my cousin never gave
Official picking
a kid sometimes I repent for the shit i done did
Big backwood yall shit too thin
Got the pack at 7 got it off by 10 (Got it off)
Cant fold, won't bend,
the love of Christ Love is no big deal
I gotta be with someone that can Love me that much
A ride or die watching the clouds Roll by
I like to watch
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
They wanna enter me
Won't find no way to me
They wanna enter me
Won't find no way to me
They want a way to me
Won't find no way to me
They want a way
and you know we got tons
(Tons)
Got a big bankroll, can't find ones (Uh, uh)
Go get the sack off of Retro 1s, yeah (Retro)
Section 8 baby, I came out
killed
'Cause my heart too big and I
Can't change the way I live
Nigga, you ain't never slept with
Your siblings on a pallet
Flickin' roaches off your
all alone like I was Growing on my own
Enjoy the sunset by myself and watch The ocean flow
Keep my faith I just don't know one Day I'll find the road
my city
Then I sleep tight
Don't wanna be rich, nigga
Just keep my feet right
Im just tryna keep my energy aligned
Written By: Natalie Richmond
Slaughterhouse!
Bussa Buss!
Somebody better hurry up and find the nearest fucking exit
Barge our way through, they wouldn't open the door
First
of (world of)
Fast money, fast cars, big diamond rings
Chief chains and the girls of (girls of)
Fake smiles, broken hearts and if you lookin' (what?)
For
right)
Born and raised on the north blocks, home of the hard knocks
Wanna get rich, find a spot to pump that heart out
Might get robbed or shot if
right)
Born and raised on the north blocks, home of the hard knocks
Wanna get rich, find a spot to pump that heart out
Might get robbed or shot if
having hella clothes
And I bang Rich Gang to the core
I turned my ruby stone to a charm
It go one time for the money
Two times for the show
Three
rich, yeah
I'm a big pimp, yeah
I talk big shit, yeah
We got sticks bitch, yeah
We don't miss shit, yeah uh
Yeah, wrist on frostbite, wedding bands
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
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