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What's up world, it's your man Shanod Johnson, HNIC aka Baby Joe Clark
Check this out, we finna take over the charts man, let's do it real big
I love

knock your dome
(Damn Damn)
Been crying out for help cause I been on my own
I did it by myself so Ima stay alone
Fell in love with trap I got them junkies

Just wait til I'm rich
I'll get you a home
I'll be your big sis

I had to go
To start my life over
So I can come home
And bring you shelter

I'll buy you

that imma fit
You gon think it's counterfeit
I ain't rich I'll admit
But my music is the shit
Straight up skill I emit
Make a beat and then I spit
Listen

they wanna act so flaw

Run up on a nigga he gon' act like nothing wrong

Hopped in the game, yeah I came and I saw

Getting rich like a boss, we ain't

to be here, nigga, but we here

I remember nights when there was no one there
I got drugged by a driver and there was no one there
No one cared, shout

adversion
After all these long ass verses
Tell me who gon' stand by
All these big ass purchases
Rick Owens Number (N)ine
Rick Owens Number (N)ine
MM on my

to a single
Niggas be bitches, they actin' like divas Fuck do you mean, do I think I'm your chopper
Bitch, can't make this up, I got rich off a refill Stop by

They was laughing, what the fuck is funny
I took a trip down south splurge by the large amount
Fuck what they talk about Niggas broke, they in

hind
Our sight is on the prize and like some gears, we grind
So we go and get set
By the light and let it spark, make our mark
No joke
No kidding
Play

I was with a millionaire client last night
A man I made rich
Who unknowingly returned the favor
His humpless cattle car
Had pulled into the station

miss i go hit the moon
Tell poverty get lost like garden of eden
Am from the south but tell Tunde i dey head nut
With God by my side i bang for east

his life is the cost
I can never take a loss
yeah, yeah
Bentley by 18
I got real big dreams
This Ho' bad might give her a ring
I hit her up, She ignore

on all the handrails
In a five-metre vicinity, the middle of a city
Big brolic men stare at me while I look at them in pity
I'm in Nairobi stealing all

aint wait for wage
Spicy can get enough in your guage
(Fuhfuhfuh)I dont miss on my range
Cupid leave a shot when i aim
Rich boy pull up big on that range

talkin' like it was difficult
Niggas wicked!
When you make money this fast, you gon' get addicted
My baby so fine make your bitch look simple
Really rich

You don't see the vision
He gon see the vision
Me count up money, smoke the weed
Rich, i'm high as pigeons
Yeah we right up there
Yeah we high

big Lan3
How you gon cuff when she do what I say?
Nigga gon run, you ain't makin no plays
You can't outrun the gun, nigga get laid
If you bring your

Fillin' up my belly like I was country rich This is too easy, Drake, with the under pitch
All I know is right now that my tone fit I've never fit in with

a dub n I’ll sleep it off

Sacrificed, gambled it all

I gotta get rich no more sleepin in cars

Give my cards n I’ll even the odds

Countin 6 decks till

rich


It’s better when you build it
From the ground up 
Only real niggas
That’s around us
They would never give me shine
And so I never could see

she deep
Oh she deep
Oh she deep
Oh, she deep in that pit
Drown in the bottle I'm king of that shit
Pop enough smoke to be somebody big
Pocket of po

thing I'm going rich over broke
Dese niggas wanna give you the dick then leave you broke

My mommma was a teacher 
So ima teach a nigga how to pay me

like Coke and you my Mentos
And I could leave, but put you in a big room wit like ten hoes
And you gon be the baddest in the room so it ain't simple
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