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yo' shoe up
I'm rich as fuck and I never blew up
Business mug gotta get my loot up
Bet ya bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet ya ditch get dug you

nigga just bag his bitch
Tryna win but they want me to lose
& yung Freddy ain't havin it, yeah

Yung king go by da name of Freddy
All my life I ain't

This Life

Kane & Abel

Rise to Power [Clean]

1999

bail
Thinkin 'what do I believe in, heaven or hell?'
Sometimes the street's stressed do my best but still fail
I grew up poor put in work and got rich

mean it had to give him great joy
To get my young innocent eyes locked on ladies parading Playboy
By the time I was thirteen I was into hard-core porn

like a locomotive
I'm motivated by Pun
You could never catch me lacking
My squad be toting guns
Y'all ain't bout that action
All you pussies is my son

years
In the same lane, still mashing, still after
Life chasing, death waiting, mind open
My heart closing, soul, colorfully rich but my art broken

to teach my son/
To be like me, or more/
Yeah! Im tryna put a legacy for the Lord/
I wanna make my family to be a genuine sacrifice for a purpose/
Yeah! By

death on the street
Im here to blurry ya vision
Then burry competition
Like a wip chain
Make any chick sing
Now you see em multiply by millions
Cause my

or not”
They can’t drop me I never signed my name by  the dot.
I’m C.E.O  president I got my own damn spot.
It’s going down’...
I got a long way to go “I

bunch
Let me smoke all my stress gei me weed make ar blunt
Ar wan or build foundation man for save every month
The suffer dem boku any tem wae r cont
Rich

I stuck to the plan, now I count up by the band 
I stuck to the plan got a line outside my trap house like I’m giving away free grams 

Hook 

Young

clouds by the air,
It didn' t affect to my life in a little quest so perfect,
 Thats tha best time to correct.

Im smoking 2 blunts in the bed,
Feeling my

Airplanes - soaring through the sky
Jet trails on the tail of a passerby
Passed by in the passing lane, my past, bye
I don't wanna see you again, I'd

n***** ain't been on shit

If right now, you're hearin' me fucked up, just wait to hear when I'm rich

It's been hella' m's on my mitt

I ain't thinkin'

Savage the way I floss 

No Rick Ross, I stack my chips 

Jeans to be a boss 

No Kris Kross 

Imma be a rich bitch 



( Verse 2 )

Yeah, uh 

I’m so

exotic 
Rich bitch let me take you to the projects
Show you where I make the profit 
You a queen but you could be my hood goddess 

(Repeat) 

Yeah yeah

consistent
Give that bitch a couple weeks and you gon' catch him slipping
Getting rich the mission no intermission
Double up my hustle take my life without

done heard it all
tryna get rich before the re-cession
pray for a nigga bitch i need blessing's
night mares fuckin up my sleep oh no
bad dreams coming

isn't for sure, I squeeze, squeeze
Put rubber bands on my phones, I go back and forth, beep, beep
I go one, two, three, four Acro pipes (one, two

10. THE MADMAN OF THE GADARENES

(Jesus encounters a man possessed by many demons)
THE MADMAN:  
I'm the madman of the Gadarenes
Do you like my brand

move)
My daughter on the way
But I told Blasian have my son, though
I'm shadowed by my past
I just want the sun to shine on me

We took a finger off

The Ballad of the Blue Cyclone

Ray Stevens

Greatest Hits, Vol. 2

1987

Blue Cyclone, Oooh

Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights

Compton

Dr. Dre

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar
This is king Kendrick Lamar
King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw
Fix your

Hometown Honeymoon

Alabama

American Pride

1992

Hey baby won't you take my hand
And make me a happy man
I ain't rich but I found my fortune in you
Two jobs on the nighttime shift
I'm still left