Lyrics:
the attitude; I say f*** being humble
You act like a animal; you stuck in the jungle
N****s don't care if I'm poor or rich
So I don't care about these n****s,
of weight
And I ain't talkin' bout calories put on by steak
The recipe I'm cookin' may send me upstate
Use bakin' soda, cook the pie, collect cake
Now
picture and clothes
To impress others
You nor fit see me there
One seconds I carry my Chair run
Majority of the poor man
You see today
Was once rich
fucked up, I'm so numb, I'm so rich, I'm so poor, I ain't shit, I want more
I'm so sick, I'm so raw, I'm a bitch, I'm a god, but I guess it don't matter,
the man you should run 'em by
In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide
I could've been deported
That's
important
Stop distorting the big picture
When will it hit ya?
[Chorus]
[JC]
A rich man in poor man's body
That's what I was growin' up, hustlin' for
with your bitch
By what she want and shit
Trap Nigga I’m rich
Verse
Pop out yeah nigga had to go get it
Ask bout me I’m the man in my city
Bitchs
animals
Even though you were rich
For my sake you became poor
That through your poverty Lord
I might be rich
You paid the price for my sin
By your cross 'am
we getting rich..
I said we ain't humble no more
(I mean ) the belly
Don't rumble no more
(I mean ) ain't getting splashed
By the puddle no more
I
the power of belief and we can be more conscious of
the way we speak
Life has an acquired taste, with a big old slice of humble pie up on your plate
Baby mama
when
We neva can do it again
Man It is what it is
I gotta Lil kid
And I gotta focus on him
Man I'm learning this biz
And bound to get rich
They ain't
real mayne
This for everybody out there searchin for somethin
Ain't nothin wrong with makin it out
Stay focused, get what you can get man and keep movin
The mind could be rich or poor
Got two options, slave his mind away or stay watching his only back wherever he moves
He done abiding by the rules
Black yute,
break your back and still be poor
One for the liar
One for the cheat
One for the man who you'll never meet
Piece of the action and a portion of pie
break your back and still be poor
One for the liar
One for the cheat
One for the man who you'll never meet
Piece of the action and a portion of pie
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
not in your hands
When everybody's fightin' for their promised land and
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich, while it buries the poor
& drop dog shit
Aw shit nigga, man he rapping on another level
Every fucking angel has been tempted by the fucking devil
God, I know I've sinned but who
cool to be an asshole and pushy
So go head man
Grab em by the pussy
Grab em by the pussy
Don't miss your opportunity being pussy
It's cool to be
ski that I keep on my boat
Rich! I wanna be rolling in dough
I wanna couple massive castles all surrounded by moats
I want some big diddy fat bird I
never needing no flotation
Devices, on this humble pie by the slices
Give it to 'em free, cause it's priceless
This your invitation, I'ma even welcome
Right swipes
Ate a piece of humble pie
Yeah I wasn't living right
But I need you in my life
I want to be by your side
Once I'm rich I'm like Tip
You can
(Grady and Hazel Cole)
Only a tramp was Lazarus that day,
He lay down by the rich man's gate.
He begged for crumbs from the rich man to eat
But
And on this specific day
It's the end of the prison sentence, this is the period
A rich man wrote this with a poor man's focus
A sick man quotes this, but
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