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Always been scared of myself
Cos my mum told me, I was a man by the age of six
Started to see like nobody else
Although I didn't have a license
Boy,

vlogs are not too squaddy
But they're rich like Roddy cause they talk about me tryna box me 
I be playing everybody wearing suits like Robert Downey

wit nun when I step I'm takin sumn wit me

Pulled up on them niggas 30 deep but I'm by myself
If there's problem then I'll solve it ion need no help

as a mistake
Look me, Look me
Look me in my eyes
See it in my face
Yung dead head
Drownin by the Fuckin day
Don't fall asleep
I may never wake up again
Drugged

I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world

to try to get rich
That's why I start ballin', I stayed out the mix, but we still servin' grams while we sittin' on The bench
I ain't have score on 'em,

on the riddim like Ghetts Did
Then they want reverse the thing like Brexit Big gal, I ain't gonna argue to flex it
Gal want rub it on gums and test it Demon mode

a young rich nigga, I'ma make it happen (man)
The label wired me a million, I be still slappin' (huh?)
Can't believe it's 2023, niggas still cappin'

chain and my destiny was sealed
Mo money mo problems ain't that a bitch
So much drama in my life you would think I was rich
Recall my first advance

a tent 'cause I couldn't afford the rent
But if I was rich, I'd buy me mad bling blings
And fat chains that'll make ya neck hurt and platinum ring rings

wanna go to war with God He'll send you right where big is

These lines are lighting up if written down they glow
What's shown to me revealed you know ima

I'm smoking
You think we compare
Please that had me choking
Laughed so much I almost fell out my damn chair
Watch the throne
Got here by staying driven

Forgettin' your face, put it under a pistol back
To never be on your track

Feeling bipolar like a Yin Yang
Fuck a rich man,
We are gonna blow like the Big

Prisoner

The Last Emperor

Music, Magic, Myth [Bonus CD]

2003

hard rain
Living in the city, know the streets by name
Take a walk with me, come and feel my pain
See what I see, come and get my glimpse
Dig a little

protect it
I'm rich 'cause I'm restless
Big nigga doing this to grow
I ain't ever breaking, I'm the stone
Living out my life like it's the wrong

to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying

(It's a Wayne beat, His name's Pablo)

Rich nigga vibes, get a nigga fried
Make the pape' flip two times
Then it's gettin' tied
I know a bitch gon'

lord 
Bitches be choosing 
Just hop off tha porch 
Betta keep you a torch 
Fah fah fah 
It go down in tha 4 
If you got more
Then they call u big bro

Remember your first time meeting death

I do

Poppin seals since da age of Six
Fuckin right im Rich

Deaf took a grandpa said i'll be back

(bitch)

a distance
Intimidated by my persistence
Big guns yeah i coexist with the misfits
Fuck white bitches they in love with the wrist slits
Me and tr3 getting money

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

active)
Round of applause, I clapped 'em (What?)
Backdoor Gang, have a lil' ho wrap 'em
(Uh, huh) chew 'em like gum
(yeah) , by the way we wrapped 'em

the next big thing
Too busy worrying bout the girls
Instead of all of the finer things in my life
Like all of my family, and all of my friends
I just want it

imma get it
Yeah, we the big dogs, we ain't playing no scrimmage
Yeah, Tray he the illest
Dumb hoe stuck in her feelings
Got 'em all mad, so we staying