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I soldi sono un tramite di rivincita, non cambierò
Vogliono farmi fuori like cops
I dont trust you, i dont fall
Io la Camaro non la prenderò in

Venom on my back like Eddie Brock
We was out road trips up and down the coast
From Virginia to the Hamptons yea we did the most
Almost hit Springfield we

it just the drugs 
Yea bout to go to Alaska and fuck up the club 
Saks fifth black bitch looking like a actress 
Don’t be a pretty broke bitch

Rappers trapping crack while I been shotting match attax
I be in a hundred clubs the way this fucking banger slaps
(Jheeze)
(Ay Harry, I don't want

done been poor so long
That if I earned a million dollars then I'd never buy a mansion
Vacay in the country I don't even need the Hamptons 
Don't need

Elizabeth Estates, and then we hit the Grove
The other side of the road and it was me who drove
I got to make it to church, I care about my soul
My name is

Lifestyles of the broke and famous
Trying to figure out what my goals and aims is
Going down a road that I know is tainted
She rarely give it up but

always mad right but what your bag like

Man y'all  was in the Hamptons, Miami all summer
I opened up two businesses I'm going up in numbers
You ain't

always mad right but what your bag like

Man y'all  was in the Hamptons, Miami all summer
I opened up two businesses I'm going up in numbers
You ain't

down on Hampton Beach
Catch a whiff of crappy pizza in the salted air
Walk around in cut jean shorts like you don't even care
I think I'll keep my

about it

Pulled up in Jacobs Camaro
Been on a mission to get the dinero
No one said it would be easy this road has been tough 
I've been working my ass

Popping
Popping
Feel like a God, yea
Know when we pull up to the club we get it popping
We smoking green and sipping lean, ain't never stopping
She

Valero, I whip Camaros
I know people who got sticks
They call 'em they little drummer boy
And when it gets cold
They at your door sinigin' Christmas carols