Lyrics:
to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon
Heard somebody said I
already know that we do)
I feel like Julian in Madagascar
Man I am a king
(Just talk to em, baby, let's go)
All of my gunnas, they all going "blaow" (Yeah)
Talk to you
You were my salvation
You were my world
You were there when I was Consumed by fear you were my Father
Man you were my best friend
So I didn't
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
mortgage
I made a hit
That shit hit
Man its lit
Man
I am proud about the life that I live
I breathed breath into some kids
I found eve in the gardens
Olive
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low
I'm a flirt and when she's with her man
Looking at me damn right, i'm a flirt
So homie don't bring your girl
can't you see
I'm just trying to be all I can be
Oh, yeah
Now first come the cash, then come the ass
Then come big blunts with big chunks of hash
When I
star dishes, different exotic fishes
Man this shit if fuckin' ridiculous, fuckin' ridiculous
How should I begin this? I'm just so offended
How am I
a big bone
Think I'm out of here now, but I've been gone
That's my slime man I'm proud of my partner
In her guts but I've not been a doctor
I gave her
doing lotta drugs (Aye)
So, I am rich and single
Give your bitch a present like my name Kris Kringle (Ho-ho-ho)
Saying D. Farron, I'm the man, I'm sinful
roll deep on these
Put these MC's on deep freeze
Yeah, I roll deep on these
Put these MC's on deep freeze
Yeah
Man are getting killed by other
,
Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There
(Rich Gang)
I'm a boss (mhm), been gettin' it, my niggas, big drippin'
And this sauce and these diamonds on my wrist authentic (yeah, yeah)
Man
,
Daidle deedle daidle daidle man
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town,
A fine tin roof with real wooden
Daidle deedle daidle daidle man
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town
A fine tin roof with real wooden
year being rich, now I'ma cop me a brick
(Brick, brick, brick)
Niggas hate the bricks
Then they shittin' bricks
Fuck the hit 'n' miss
Niggas
'm contradicting
When life's hard and I am living
Daily by these feelings
Trials and tribulations
Think I need a killing and get free of limitations
I could probably
pretend forget
I will protect and defend
Ugh
I am not over the hill
The strike from the cobra
It kills
Watch me go
Broker a deal
Now
I ain't got me
The time
you heard me ma’am
Now if you keep it up
I'll arrest you for obstruction of justice
Tre' like, "Take the car, fuck this"
Have fun, call my homies
Go
Cutting ties that always try to weigh me down
Cuz I am me. I'll always be me
And when I'm rich you'll see
But
I thought I would've had it by now
(I thought
Shmoney nigga
Money our lifestyle dog
Gang, we still in tall which is all shit
But now I am feeling like a boss bitch
Put my gang on on some ball shit
Am
I was 16, high school, track team
I got big dreams, big dreams, big dreams
Big dreams, big dreams, big dreams
Big dreams, big dreams
Now I'm 22, out
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
suggest you pout
I'ma send this nigga out, get blessed by the God
Don't get clapped on
Just a young black man with a backbone
In the back come home,
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