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a split 
I gotta be rich 
Ima be rich
 
Verse 1:

I gotta be rich 
Sack bout as big as it Get 
Pack bout as loud as it get 
Water my neck and my wrist 
Car

Expect to get rich tourin' and never do shit for it, man
I been historic so long, it's gettin' borin'
Multiple mansions to reside and switch foreigns,

(What happened to Atlanta)

You remember 9th Ward ran the city?
Pull up with that shit
I did a song with every nigga that's bigger than a bitch

Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)

Ghetto

The-Dream

1977

2011

the heli-
Shawty, that's what I do, I'm gettin stacks of this on accident
My daughter's 5 what's that mean?
My daughter's daughter is already rich
I'm

a plan, but I guess it ain't work
"BH we straight" that was
The motto my nigga i got rich first
You was supposed to follow my nigga
I'm gone

Somebody who

despair I bowed my head
There is no peace on earth I said
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men

Then answered those

bang Big B in my face, my nigga
By mornin', I'ma check 'em out this bitch
Bean bag, know that gon' make this bitch
Lock down 'til the whole line get

the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies wanna lick they lips, shake they

a chopstick
Big bullets start then he got
Stumped in a moshpit
Gun ain't got no safety, one in the head
On cop shit yeah I make a lotta hit's
Songs but I drop

He said he travel, no he don't (uh)
State to state, that's all he know (skrrt)
I'm out in Paris, by the Rollie store
Got the Gucci slides with

the bitches and henchman at the dough with them pistols lay it down nigga you know why they came to get you.|Get rich or die tryin, live by the iron, you could

Eatin rich 
Fried fish 

Won't ever switch 
Don't trust a hoe 
Don't trust a bitch
Gon flip the switch 
From off to on 
On on the song 
I'm gon do it big

love you both
You've always been a big part of my music career
And, of course, to Half Note
Who helped get me through college by collaborating with me

Ah
Yeah
(Dtb, you play too much)

Million in jewels, don't include what I got on (not this)
I was already rich before they caught on (got it up)

By the night I'm wearing all black, fucking that bitch and I'm pulling her tracks
These niggas is talking on me but they songs is wack
Now lets talk

, cos I'm SmalltownPoor
But When I'm Robin Hood rich, Eastleigh won't be anymore
Shot the sheriff of Nottingham, never broke the law
Just like Bob Marley

chop chop
Let me get a little intro I'm sorry
While I smoke a lot indo like Bob Marley
My dreams might end up
Life solving
Till then I gotta deal with

Middle Man

B.o.B

Ether

2017

shit, bet I live for it
For this moment
Had to vent so I hit up the big homie
Niggas don't even buy albums
But niggas still do anything for a deal,

when I robbed the randall's
Flow hot like campbell's change broads like channels
Two or three at time cuz we all just mammals
The songs I sample bought

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

Playground Psychotics

this bar!

By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,

of your mind is not a kind of Adderall
But you realise the writing has you cannonball
Into a kind of trance land where its only me and Bob
Fine
DOOM

This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city

lungs are damaged

Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free