Rich Criminals
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(Al Geno on the track) When I'm on the scene, I don't show no sympathy I got codeine energy, ayy Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes I'm not worried 'bout the cost because I can't go broke I touched a milli', still'll shoot you, rich criminals Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick (oh) Won't hide from shit, this bitch ain't got no tints, yeah Ain't talking Lohan, these designers lenses (yeah) Started balling, bought a .223 like Michael Jordan I was thirteen, bought a rocket, felt like James Harden Who the f*ck let you niggas in? This a gangster party Turn up the meter, whoa F*ck her then lead her (yeah) Can't take the pain from me This way deeper than needles (yeah) Neighborhood doctor, injecting the people who need us I'm on the ecstasy, don't wanna hear nothin' from my last bitch Was dead broke, now she f*ck me just because my accent Say I ain't shit but she keep beggin' me to get her ass did I keep my metal, she just want her plastic When I'm on the scene, I don't show no sympathy I got codeine energy, ayy Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes I'm not worried 'bout the cost because I can't go broke I touched a milli', still'll shoot you, rich criminals Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick (oh) Won't hide from shit, this bitch ain't got no tints, yeah No tint, it's see-through, huh? Yeah (yeah) You pillow talk, she tell your secrets now (lame ass) That boy keep that heat, he an oven I own a few watches, I went bought another I can't show no sympathy, f*ck it (f*ck that) Got it on, I'ma buy us a puddle, drip Way too hard, if he walking 'round out in public Bow my head, thank you God I could've been locked up with nothing (let's go) Like boom My presence a present, so I need a check to walk inside the room Probably think I went pop, but I was on Jimmy Fallon with the tool Sometimes my attitude nasty, hoes say I treat 'em bad, a nigga rude (but bitch) I'm tryna figure out if you for me the way that I'm for you I been had to hustle I was the youngest nigga makin' plays while I was still in school Nigga ain't gave me shit (uh-uh) I made me, bitch, and that's why When I'm on the scene, I don't show no sympathy I got codeine energy, ayy Since I was a teen, all I wanted was the green All I wanted was the Christmas trees and designer clothes I'm not worried 'bout the cost because I can't go broke I touched a milli', still'll shoot you, rich criminals Quit my job and I found out how to work a stick (oh) Won't hide from shit, this bitch ain't got no tints, yeah
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Written by: Kobe Crawford, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
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