Lyrics:
Hey Charlie, there's been a small accident outside on the front porch
I spilt your powder, it's all washed out in the rain
And I don't think I can
over bitches
I had to break these walls down
And they say that I'm him like a pronoun
All this money I put up for show now
Imma build me an empire with
Mags baby
(4)
Shi
Yeah
Damn, yeah, SevenR
I don't know if any of y'all will get rich
But I know I'll never be fixed
That's a real thing
(yeah)
Yeah,
I popped the Perky like Motrin
It got me right back in motion
New condo right by the ocean
I been that nigga since '06
I don't got time for no
me, Father, Sister, Brother?
Charlie, stop smoking
Caroline, will you be with me?
Will the baby be alright?
Will I have one of mine?
Can I handle
die broke bitch you barely living
I got them stars and stripes he call me miss independent
Now on to the next nigga
He know I'm a menace
Rich bitch
I was broke and bummy
Never had money
Nothing ever ever made sense
Now I'm rich and balling
Champagne pouring
Suddenly it all makes sense
I was broke
all over me
No, I can't help but just smile
While that damn sun is shining on
Dang, it's just shining down
Down over me
So now I call up my friend
I'm too rich
I been countin' all these bans they keep me rich
You're not getting all these bans boy you a bitch
I been countin' all these bans yes
around in the darkest tint
Money on me n its gettin spent
She wipin me down like she cleanin the lint
If i was rich
I wouldnt stop smokin pack by the zip
and Sway In The Morning
I wanna say thanks to my mom and dad
They gave me belief and supported
And all of the things that we never had
I hope that one day
White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did
White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did
rich
He bout to make me rich
No more small time hustling he gone get me bricks
He gone get me bricks
He gone change my life he gone make me lit
He gone
my cool and lose
A tool over petty beef
You couldn't comprehend it G
Life has been an F-ery colour scheme's grey
Got me questioning my God and all
stepping in
Charlie Sheen on them haters, they don't wanna let me win
Nah, niggas they don't wanna let me win
But I'mma build it ground up, once again
I
y'all know the business
It's B-Slime or G5, blatt
Rest in peace Tamara and Miss Gladys, boy
Oh (Rich Gang), ayy
Oh (rich girl)
(Ayy) Givenchy my
I-I-I'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground, better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me
Over the concrete border, there's a girl who knows my name
And only Checkpoint Charlie has the way for us to meet again
We thought we knew what all
and had to keep it discreet?
No guns drawn, bullets flyin', how you beefin' with me?
Might give a Scat to a rat, it's cats stitched to my seat
Ri-rich
Sitting like a patient by the borderline
Called the doc today
Cause I'm not all right
Caught the virus LUV
It didn't catch you
But it came for me
All
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
me
Cuz I do not know ya
I work by my lonely
I'm good as a loner
I walk around wit a chip on my shoulder
Was tryna get rich
When they told me it's over
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