Fybr (First Year Being Rich)
(Yeah, yeah) First year being rich I'm 'bout to cop a house on Riverside Checkin' off my list I buy a boat, I put your crib inside Mental, need a fix I'm feeling broken since my nigga died Multiply my chips I'm losing count, it's hard to memorize Boost the economy Dollar for dollar, I gotta be Lit up my neck, hit the lottery Did it for Prodigy Wilding in Prada Oh while I be worth my mind and my prophecy Coppin' these properties Came with a bank and monopoly Just bought estate in the colony Bankin' a shot off the balcony Mob with the infantry Rich what I gotta be, nigga Movin' stories, and welcome to the cutting room The first time being rich Not the first time seeing shit Made a promise, I ain't going back to bein' broke First year being rich, now I'ma cop me a brick (Brick, brick, brick) Niggas hate the bricks Then they shittin' bricks F*ck the hit 'n' miss Niggas missing hits Illegitimate at hitting licks Gold neck full of hidden gems In the gym like I'm gettin' ripped My rhetoric, nigga let it drip A half a billion by thirty-six Top of the year? I was broke (cash out) Done been had lint in my pocket Now I'm plugged like a socket Bankrolls in my pocket Paypal was on zero, now I'm counting more zeros Bank account lookin' like Cheerios With a Mob like Robert De Niro Had to learn both grind and patience Took my moms on a trip to Jamaica I thought I wasn't gon' make it I was so impatient Stressed out, my head was aching Now my palms be itchin' Now these bitches trippin' Now my bank be drippin' Last year I was broke, I ain't goin' back to shit This my first year being rich This my first year being rich Niggas give me dap and these hoes gon' show me love I remember what it was, I remember what it was This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich Ooh, ooh, ooh She want to ride with the man She want to hop in the Lam, rock wit the band She wanna rock with the gang Ooh Pop a lil' band, ooh I got mo' bands than yo' man Started from pots and pans, to all of these fans, and all these hoes in my pants ooh, ooh I walk in that bih, I don't dance, ooh She drippin', lil bitch, she don't dance, ooh Holdin' my dick with no hands, ooh She coolin' me off with no fan, ooh Free my lil guy in the jail, ooh I keep a drug like a bean, ooh We robbin' these niggas no chance, ooh Then I take that to the floor, ooh I'm already rich, but I feel like I'm broke (uh) Nigga, you know If I go broke, I'ma cop me a O Yeah, buyin' my uncle a stove Whippin,' whippin,' whippin,' real hard Teenage whippin' like he Betty Crocker She eat the dick up, she the headdie mobster With the strippers on me? Throw confetti dollars (that's right) When I touch a billion, that's when I'm rich Stackin' my money, you not with the shits Hundred on the Rolie and my mom got the crib They callin me Tookie, Ice blew it in the crib Put the Hammer in the Benz 'cause I'm too legit to quit Addy caught me chillin on the Audi with a bitch Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
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