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fists
But we still share common goals, we all for gettin' rich

Got a master's degree, but she a still middleman of brick
Cause I be on my grind, yeah,

through the eye of a needle
Than a rich man to get to heaven, but lucky for me I'm broke, man and it's a blessing
It's something to see, I thought I'd be

by 'em
Where the tester at? I told your
Ass that these some Hutch diamonds
Woke up, made a dub
You ain't even brush your teeth yet
Hundred rounder just

will hit yuh plenty, plenty
Done tell mama seh mi haffi rich by quarter-century
Done lef' all ah mi hater dem in twenty-twenty
Some may know mi

girls just wanna get rich quick
See them running things like Olympics
Married men chopping them like biscuits
They're fast food girls their fish stinks

overspeed by like 20, my engine sound like a plane
I'm in a race for the money, you haters not in my lane
I need a knot in my pocket so big it's hard

the bad and yeah, yeah, yeah
Maybe I get it from my mother
But you oughtta know by now I'm not just any lover
I'm your lover and close to you just like

the sex
Two different bitches, I don't know which to pick
I like my bitches pretty, rich, and thick
She like the diamonds that hit on my wrist
Seen her out

a glance
By the cashpoint tramps with the drunken dance
And we'd like to help, but I'm trying to get rich
And I'm going for self and yeah life's a bitch

Self Suicide

Goldie Lookin Chain

Straight Outta Newport

2005

around
Elvis is dead for being fat, 500 pound
Kurt Cobain's rich as fuck he's buried in the ground
Jimi Hendrix and his amp still ain't makin' no sound

always be a trap, nigga I got to 
I'ma always keep a strap, nigga I got to

Got a new plug in California, nigga get the Cali bud by the Bundle nigga
1

wealth
Third
They say ignorance is bliss
And I ain’t make your list
Shit all them good chains
Ain’t proven
If your soul rich
You either giving
Or you

blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine

of my friends don't exist
I got codeine in my piss
I just want a lil more tris
Bouldercrest lets do it yeah
Zone 6 influenced
I can tell by the way he

wasn't born into no money still got rich by 17
Never asked no one for nothing somehow they still asking me
Big bro left me all alone it turnt my heart into

she's eventually rich 
You a sucka
He a trick 
Yo' clique bootsy as shit 
I told her bus a date 
Make me rich 
Run them chips, poker 
She threw it

better call rich the one with the fade
He prolly with Brittany the one with the braids
Feel like I’m Trumph bring some bottles of spades
Smile and stick

because I went and did it
By myself
So you who fucking kidding
Please stop all that bitching
Feel like I never get the recognition
For all these decisions

you riding with me to the end
Took some losses but we gone win
Momma I’m sorry I sin
When we rich it won’t happen again
Fuck a 9-5, I hopped on my grind

money that's tragic 
Don't lemme come catch you lacking 
Rap shit I got it with a passion
These diamonds on me be dancing 
Rich niggas over here so they

quick to show fear and that's evident
I need them millions like Richie Rich
I'm scheming for scrilla I'm thinking slick
My team full of villains who'll

with the kid
Boy about to get lit
Sitting on the boulevard
To go through her heart
So now watch a Nigga get rich
I know you see us out here
Man we out

it on camera
Been a biz handler
With a mopstick and the drip like a janitor
All the opps sick tryna get on my caliber
I cannot quit til I'm rich

finna rock out a show, uh
No you not my gang, you not my twin
Yeah, you not my bro
Big bands, bro be punching shit, he got quick hands
I'm a rich man, try