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after the other
You have been a plaything of the rich
You died a hundred times on stage

Refrain with repeat :
You are a theatre star!
Everyone is

ugh!
Drive by, long gone when the feds ask
They been tryna cop a flick of me, but I sped past, ugh!
You a dead Flash, bury that boy dead fast
They still

Tell that bitch if she stay down we gon' get rich like Roddy
Hit the club and shmoney dance bitch I'm lit like Bobby

But let these niggas try me and she

wanna go talk to my Da
Shed a tear for my nigga wasn't no holding back
Taught myself understand it before you react
By the time they go check on ThaMenace

Getting all the money it's unlimited
Yeah
I can't help it if I'm filthy rich
What the fuck you gon do bout it bitch
Uh fuck it
Racks on my mind
Get

Artist: Rydell West
Featured Artist: P-Kid
Vocals: P-Kid/Rydell West
Producer: Rydell West
Co-Producer: Nelson Rich IV
Mix Engineer: Rydell West/Ric

my pain to pleasure
So stay in your lane it's better
I'm getting paid by the letter
And I been a go getter
I need a Audi, Audi with the letter
Uh uh,

A villain in this bitch fuck around and slaughter all of y'all
We rich as hell probably got more money than your momma dog
PPF we just flex and ball

bitch, she on Skype lookin' alright
All my rings are diamonds, shinin', they bright (bling, blaow)

Really rich, true! Bentley space coupe
Wearin bout all

Ha!
Ouu damn
Aye, i got them racks
She wanna fuck on a rich nigga tell that hoe don't get attached
Laughing at these broke niggas tryna cap, gone cut

the way that Nigga be living he might end up rich or be dead inna hearse
Shawty the devil she came with a curse
Fuck it I love ha for better or worse
2

If Love was a thing that money could buy

The rich would got love 

While the poor got a lot of hate

Uh! yea

Money in my pocket and it full up 

If

cheapened by the crevices you forced them to keep it
Hide it in
Opposed to your blood diamond ring
When the white bird sings, she cries
Like bloody murder

a little bit 
I ain’t fall off Shit I keep making hits 
I’m accumulating funds tryna double it 
Bitch I’m tryna get me and my posse rich 

Now these bamps

Glow^ by Ben Mattke

I think I’m ready for a Glow-Up
Imma a take it like a hold up
Put the money in the bag
Imma keep it like swag
Imma spend it

coming in so now you wanna  tell? 

Los been hip to game 
Knew something was off by the way he politicking 

Now its Mortal Kombat Finish him flawless

attention
Ask the trenches, they gon' say I'm the realest (say I'm the realest)
Official, the difference between me and niggas
I'm rich when I get off my

to quit
Out of reach I'm Mailing It
By any means the package hit
Reach wrong hands better get my shit
Wouldn't have happened if the don did it
OG told me,

kurang real.. 
Hari-hari tambah jadi, makin hari makin jadi.. 
Bikin orang isi jadi, jadi iri makan hati.. 

Fuck your trick.. 
We slay hit by hit.. 
We

I’m smoking OG by the OZ 
Pussy boi don’t know me get In my face get KD
30 left 5 in his chest 
Hollows hit 
Rip off his flesh 
This stick make you

be driving bitch you know I'm flying
Rip drew, rip Juan, rip gabe
You blow Bitch smoke, I'll smoke a pound by the day
I don't wanna hear you speak cuz

out bout some bread then I can't say you were my bro
Never put a bitch over the bag that's just what I was told
By my sis, she said to suck it up keep

Ayo Foreigner you crazy for this one
Shawty always outside she want FashionNova
What I mean by outside talking Figueroa
Pull up to the Stu now it's

the talking
I'm the damn boss king ya got me aggravated
Just by the way ya been looking at me I can tell you're a faggot
And im not saying that cause I'm