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Wrong route
Learned that who
Walked by too
Poor struggles we
Folks go through
Cause we all been broke
Too
Rich Minds
Multiply
Quotes'
Diversify
To all

by myself, everyday Im tryna get rich
I been counting on myself I know Im gon be big
Try to press on us that choppa flash on you like bic
Now we going

Dripping, I stock it up by the litre
You might be drowning, but it get deeper
Deep enough to get ya bitch to leave ya
She feel me in places that you don't

three on the dot
I'm here collecting my thoughts
Visualizing my desires lookin past all my faults
Expressing love through my art
The thing that set me

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

the road with 50 cent
Kidd you still not rich?
But I'mma serve these dimes 'til
I pit that brick
If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit?
Nigga, roaches

sleep (Aight, come on)
Get out my top
(Get out my top) , spend two K on shoes
You know this drip ain't cheap (Gang)
Fell in love with that Drac'
(Drac',

Aye I'm tryin keep my faith in the city
I know won't love me
They hate to see the money
Let alone the grind
Aye I'm punching the clock
I'm doing my time

and mirrors
They real life differ that
Just something to consider

Fuck yo instagram followers n instagram likes
You looking rich but you broke in real life

own way
And get rich upon living my golden feng shui
Yeah I'm talking about loving each other
And the universe works in mysterious ways
If you help them

the road with 50 cent
Kidd you still not rich?
But I'mma serve these dimes 'til
I hit that brick
If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit?
Nigga, roaches

Snapping on these beats in the stu
I feel I'm born again
I be having concerts in my room
Because I'm trying to win
Big remote like a microphone
I'm

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

The Likkle House Inah The Square
Likkle Board House,
Likkle Bruk Pocket Boy
Now Me Tun Big Millionaire
If Mi Did Deh c Yaad Mi Woulda Dead By 
So Give Thanks

a side no money but love sex
cutomatic pride big guns with no vet
It's a war outside can't run who knows best
Bare witness to last breathe for money they

easy wait-  (bleh)
Yo bitch in the crib and she
Take off her panties
You ain't counting money you
Stackin them pennies
My bitches be bi because they love

Not gone lie they up the score but we even now
I'm there if it's about cash money, yeah them big amounts
Too hot, where the ice? I needa Cool it down

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

of me 
I should be greater and better 
Ferocious on who n’ whatever’s defying me(what is defining me), yeah
be that thing that I never been 
Alienated by

bop's
Bitch my heart way too cold I could never love a thot
I been on some rich shit this 600 on my pop
I been on some time shit this 600 on my watch
I

Ion really like a big crowd around me I prefer to get it by my lonely
I remember we ain't have nothing to eat in the crib had to eat sandwiches with

Six 3 that nigga that they admire
Six 3 that nigga yo bitch desire
I don't do big rims no more I'm tired
I ran thru a hunnit Pirelli tires
Killin

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

like a foset
I got the dream for the team
To get bigger things
And you know I gotta get it by any means
Even if i gotta take it to the extreme
Noah