Lyrics:
I'll fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will
I'll fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel
I mean, this part of our relationship's
loaded
But by golly don’t I do it so effortlessly?
Elegantly, this cheese is a delicacy
This is red wine and turtlenecks, and you shutting the f**k up
to me rudely; cause I’m young rich and I’m black
and live in a movie, not living by rules
New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
Bleek you’re still
[Chorus]
God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f**k with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god know I know
That somebody
in the alleyways, the rich in silk sheets
And Europe lies sleeping,
You feel her heartbeats through the floor
On the last day of June nineteenth
(Yup)
I don't need no nigga rattin' on me
So I'm by myself ridin' through the slums
Two bitches with me, that's a two-on-one
(Two of 'em)
Young rich
You always do something to learn, But people always ready to blame
You more focused on what they say, You end up switching your own lane
F**k that I
must go on now
Ring-around-the-rosie, the show's over, you can all go home now
But the curtain just don't close for me
This ain't how fame was
way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie
ghetto
It's where I live, it's where I'm from
It's where you had to tote your gun
Your world is ghetto
Can't explain how I feel growin' up in
by the way
Yo Young, Jeezy, Jizzle, Snowman
We gotta give the streets what they want man
Fuck the god damn sheet man
You gotta get it in bruh
sheet man (amen)
You gotta get it in bruh
Let's get it (amen)
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
stereo loud so crank the system
For the humble on the path I paint a vision
How far will a nigga go just for attention
And to be remembered, you forgot
Someone who's waiting my touch my kiss it feels
I can truly trust again
It's not you who I will till the end
Oh
Walking by myself
Looking for a place
you die, gotta make sure your impression is left
Rich like "Oh I remember how it felt"
Coz experience is better than wealth
Rich is not a fat pocket
sorry baby, but it don't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
They don't let a woman kill you in the Tower of Song
to a seven bedroom, eight bath
Oh yeah, he's got to feel the wrath
Pistol to the neck, devil turn off the Westec
And when you're rollin' have mo' respect,
[T.I.]
u got rich n g shits still a part of u cause breakin old habits so hard to do
u still watch for da haters n the rugged crew cause breakin old habits
(Hook)
Switch lanes, then I switch rides.
Switch lanes, we don’t switch sides.
Get rich, we don’t get by.
Reach for it, get your s**t fried.
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
tried it, he up and denied it (uh)
Seventeen, take care of the people around you
They only appreciate how you (ayo, if everybody ain't eatin')
Value
tell you how the street goes
They only fucc with you cuz you rich bro
Gat me sipping Emzolyn with my street bro
Nigha street to deep
So many risk
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
this shit right in front of ya
This is America!
We got more guns in the hood
Than soldiers out on the line
See hustlers out on they grind
How you get
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