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in Prada I know that's too rich for my blood, I been broke down I hear lies within my circle I got pressure to be more than I know how I look to Rio
than anyone in town I saw a black shirt on sale, still too rich for my blood I felt like a tryhard for trying it out When I saw myself, it wasn't what
I don't have the luxury of living The cost of it is too rich for my blood All I can afford is just the struggle Scraping for the crumbs in the rain
Too rich for my blood, maybe I miss the joke completely We're all dissociating This weekend, we're screaming I cut my teeth on the weekend I sing my
too rich for my blood, so I plead the name of Jesus No more scapegoats, Holy One, redeem us
, ayy, ayy Ooh, none of my real niggas switched That's why I had to keep The game lookin' rich Ayy my brother didn't have a pot to piss Now he penthouse
trynna buy some time but I guess it's too rich for my blood You're so good with words cause it's something in your blood And the fans go crazy every time
look back since They say Quavo why you got that Pot I heard you rich nigga I'm in too deep in the trap Game drowning in a marijuana river 50 bags in
rich Rich rich rich We tryna get rich rich rich so I never slip slip slip Use all the check check checks for these black owned businesses Y'all been too
but I ain't here to judge Just a walking testimony manifested through the blood Do it for the hood so they label me a thug first I plant a couple seeds
feelings I’m revealing Everyone that’s a felon The whole clique Full of nothing but realist Rich Clique Price been paid for the rich Clique Lot of blood shed
HudMo Dope says "what's up?" Go Dreamer's a (?), wish upon a star I'm too cold for Pluto so I'm movin' back to Mars This that spaceship, that space
for All the riches that they gave Made me rich in courage, wisdom, blood and spirit Thats the Motherfuckin difference I can show you how it feel ,
Blood, blood, blood, yeah-yeah, yeah Certified street nigga But I ain't trying to preach nigga To any nigga, rich nigga MAC on repeat I see
Dyin' real soon, I'ma die for what I spit (Die for what I spit) Too lit, won't quit, like this (Like this) On the come up, I'ma get real rich (Real rich
Rich, he soldier, baby (uh) She asked for my kid and I told her, "maybe" That my baby mama, then she get a Mercedes Bitch, I'm Rich Forever, have
’m sick, autonomy My blood rich, phlebotomy Told them niggas look out for me Niggas look out for me Yeah I’m sick, autonomy My blood rich, phlebotomy Told
Blessings I'm handed But like $50 bills I take for granted Abusing all my talents With the morals that I mismanage I'm pandering to men who slander
Elm Street to the Fruits, yeah I love this shit, Blood Crip neighborhoods too, even though they blue Compton is where we grew and I love this shit,
sell my soul out before for I take a hoe out My time too exclusive it can’t go to waste Bitch I was made to be fucking rich Fuck all that talking shit
Mane I pray for my blessings ain trying to be rich Mane I'm stackin my blessings got me feeling rich Pray for my blessings ain trying to be rich God
'm never gon' miss (uh) I'm the boss, I ain't never on the list (uh) And they lost and it is what it is (yeah) I bet it cost, I'm too damn rich (yeah)
their voice? For fucks sake, who are these lobotomists? As if walls only had one side. Whispered intimacies might not get through, But cries
I should be surfing on the wood But the nigga tongue too good Blew a bag Just for sport Aint have to pick We took it all Money bags, money bags,
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