Lyrics:
a lighter sentence or they switch
The ghetto is a bitch, niggas live to get rich
Then they slam my fuckin dreams like be -ball
Killin chickens
I'ma be rich forever and even after that (even after that, regardless)
Regardless what he say, he can't take it back (ssh)
He ain't have to rap (he
(Run that back Turbo)
Yeah, I'm quarantine clean, so relax (relax)
Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach (Maybach)
Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
it helps me clear my head
Mr. James says
Ten years ago I was rich man
Well I had a corporate office
You know that down on 17th and Main
shipped outta east LA
It's brooklyn where niggas lives is tooken
Rich cats got knocked and they wives was tooken
Fort greene and hemlock
The 5th been cocked
yo fee SHAWTY
fo my fantasy SHAWTY
now i aint rich SHAWTY
but i spend a lil bit SHAWTY
so who you wit SHAWTY
lets do this S**t SHAWTY
Chorus 1x
want it all
Some people ain't livin life right
But fast money make God call
I'm prayin to the angels, but worship the devils
Yeah a nigga rich but I'm
her mouth and everytime we going public She can't keep my dick out her mouth
I live by rich and die by the poor and I hustle on the corner trying to go
turn up (yeah, man leanin')
I just blew a bag (I'm leanin')
I just hit Saks
(Yah) I just wet like Phelps (Yah)
I got money bad, did it by myself
(By
addicted
Di bruk gyal weh live poor
Di rich gyal weh live big (awoh)
It haffi kill me, pussy haffi kill me
It haffi kill me, pussy haffi kill me
Haffi kill
dice, rollin' cookies up
Expensive life, you can't do it like us
We mixin' the Act with the Hi Tech and Tuss
I know you would if you could
I got rich but
Took over risk tryna get rich
Rockstar livin', was signing them tit's (Ayy)
Rappin' this shit, I was blessed with a gift
(Ayy) put on my hatеrs,
ocean wide
I could cross the burning desert
If I had you by my side
I could be a king, dear, uncrowned
Humble or poor, rich or renowned
There is
pitch
"If you're so smart, why ain't you rich?"
I've heard that all my life, and I know it by heart
And to tell the truth, I wish I knew
But, America,
by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up
Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt)
Cashed out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I
that kid from Carolina
Then I moved to North Atlanta, where I planned to verify my
Visions, of me, sittin' lovely
Bitches, love me, rich and, comfy
stay down niggas who got rich
I had it made, 'cause I was raised by niggas who buy bricks (buy bricks)
Could've been Malcom X, but I'd rather be Rich
you
you make me wanna go to different places
drunk at 10am you're making me shameless
blow my money like we're rich and famous
you're a holiday in
Coachella kids
I think you got it right
Professionally rich
Doing nothing with life
Before you ask I’ll tell you how I stay healthy
I eat and pull trig like
for free no dollar
Tryna get red eyes bitch I'm a stoner
Oh you got Gucci that cute
My drip drip drip like water
Audemar Piquets I'm a baller
Rich
clouded with too many possessions
You think you rich but you depressing, you selfish
It's just so pathetic and materialistic
And all you do is flash your
tell nobody (Yeah)
Come home and strip, put that on Crip
Won't tell nobody (Yeah)
Had to stack my chips 'til I got rich
Don't tell nobody (Yeah)
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
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