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be talking that shit but I'm making a list
Ima make sure that I die successful and rich
Get on my level in taking a risk
Come and dance with the devil

down
As the greatest that could flow out
But instead of getting ahead
They waste their time trying to show out
Use your head and get some bread
While you

Woah
I'm trying to get this shit right
Mmmmm
I was sober yesterday

Yeah, I was sober yesterday, realized that times was different
Mama's crying,

lane
Ima die hella rich 50 mil on my brain
Ya shorty was lurking she shakin’ and twerkin’ she gone of the Percy she going insane
I’m ballin like Irving

'cause I'm rich in joy, just tryna send a message
What better gift than to give your boy something to get that can't get destroyed
See it ain't about

at least 5 extra niggaz and them AK-47s
Aight, I got the big boys for this one
My nigga
So they got the plan to rob south block stash house
Get the drugs,

some...[00:36.75]Times[00:37.82]Cause I'll probably die without getting what's mine[00:39.88]So I Hope![00:40.62]That Time Don't get my lines to vaporize[00:42.76]I fight so my songs

Bending the sound engineering and shit
I was ready and all in to die for this bitch?!
Nah I'm ready to die as a rich
They bluff charging but no i don't no

a sinking giant no golf chat when I say I'll swing my iron
Enter the venue heat up the place like a iron
Always Come back again like Chelsea's buying
Get rich

Balenci on me, glasses, and g -shook, ”High Time” now u see? (huh?)
I got body armour, to protect legacy 
Get rich, or die trying like P.I.M.P 

So fire

in a bag
Like the coin in a game I'm trying to flip that
By any means I got to get back BNS I'm on track
Choo choo hauling ass got to get that
Smoke

You ain't ever getting trusted you can't even keep your word
Had to get it by my lonely a lot of things I had to learn
Before I ever need a bitch I

side waiting
Life, I done lost lotta sleep to these dreams We gon get it one day by all means Brodie whippin' that, yeah he serve to the fiends
He ain't

remains
Cause that's my brother til the day that I die
And if he dies first, that'll be the day that I cry
If there's an afterlife, I know that he'll be by

Told her to turn right, trying not to spill the Sprite
Told you I'm not alright, Devil always in my sight
Yeah you know I'm gonna die, yeah you know it's

about to die
I'm praying that the Kundalini lying dormant starts to climb
Yeah, uh, I got a lot going on
And it's only so much that I can say on each song

a client
Number three: be about your biz or mind it
Go and get rich like your last name was Brian
Learned from the best so there ain't no denyin'
Don't let

look I know what it is and what it ain't, hoe
Hate working a nine to five get off the bank closed
Bam bam bam
By any means
By any means necessary

bottom line I die for mine 
Stop clinging onto death them shooters caught you by the dotted line 
Go move to the back, I guess you ain't tryna stunt

Prezzley P'll get you popped nigga, Swayze nigga
Nigga,
They done threw me in the lab, Hoss
Yeah, T.C. the Don nigga
You can call my Hoss if you want

and real
OGs, live by a code, get rich or die trying
Put food on your mother's table

Before them bridges burn and tables turn
Axuatic, nigga
Yeah, Rhyme

With the feds but
My 5-0 a make yo head bust stiff and rotten
Fuck the law and fuck ya'll
We can get it poppin'
Niggas drop and die or get
Killed homie

Mafia flows
Mafia flows, Mafia flows
So tired like I have 3 active jobs
Working like Steve Jobs,
I am trying to open a store
Because of stress I get high

a life like richie rich
with my own mcdonalds in my crib
go cart tracks, and rollercoasters
die real young of an over dosage.
oh my god. oh my god.
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