Lyrics:
Wrong place at the wrong time Wrong rag in the chopper
My coach said act hood get You kill boy and not Oscar
Crime rate was trigger happy We with
like Scotty
Yea
I'm just pimpin on ya'
Came from rags to these riches
Went Richard Millie on em'
I ain't cuffin' shit
I ain't lovin' shit
I ain't puttin'
AND I AIN'T NEVER GOIN BACK
TO ROCHES AND RAGS
TO HOPELESS AND HAS BEENS
NOW EVERYTHANG I DO I N'VISIONED
YOU NEVER SEE IT THROUGH
WITHOUT A VISION
of my niggas they stay on attack
I drop a bag get you gone for a stack
Yuh, 4 minutes flat
Puttin' ya ass on ya flat
Yeah I came from the rags
Had to go
Shopping at Barneys and Saks till the morn'
Hey
Look at the rags I'm in
Look at the car I whip
Honey what car you in
You know what car I'm in
Swerving
can't bag me, can't be your sugar daddy
To sex in the Maybach, to sex in the Caddy
From rich to the rags so the blogs could never drag me
Dick too big,
ya
Facts and figures I made it from rags to riches
Spazz to bitches
While grabbing ass and titties
Sacrilegious
I donʼt even act religious
Crash
it back
I score like Joe Montana
I make these bitches fumble
It's a rag doll when y'all crumble
Bitch I'm being humble
Fuck with me it's royal rumble
I
always seem to miss this
You so twisted
Your sole mission yo is rag to the riches
I'm stuck in intermission
Need some recognition as a lyrical musician
I'm
a hotel suite
Couple model broads, playin trick or treat
From rags to riches, never go back
That's why I have to stay fresh on tracks
I'm gonna make it
that
Think back
Back where I started
Now it's my year
All year
Don't get me started
Ain't nothing to it but to do it
Rags to riches and bitches I been
of giving pest clout
Could never be rich living a rag life
Go against Dizzle, live a bad life
Be hating for no reason, it's a mad life
I've been lit before
you would let me hold that
But I ain't never ask cus I had to go get my own bag
And we ain't cut from the same cloth I got my own rag
To many niggas
시간이 원래 없으니
다음 목적지는 Berlin, Beijing
Man ""It's seventeen""
New way with some new wave
Put my do-rags 머리 위 Gucci gang
내려 보이는 city view
영화에서만 본 city, too
I'm still in my bag
I still run it up
To riches from rags
I'm getting it up
My bitches bought bags
But still I don't trust
No checking the tag
It coming
sad. The rag
Tag: sagging hags and some handholdin' fantasies. We'll
Have to be the one's who dream the one's who see clean. The ones who
Earn the seats,
never seen a rag
In my bag popping tags man we so relaxed that’s facts
Incredible yes but I’m not Dash
Slowing down going too fast can’t keep up with that
riches to rags
And that's a robbery, that ends with all you bitches in bags
You don't know nothing about it, you see me getting rowdy
Then be ready cuz
Oh my
Now I'm so fly
Fuck what they think
They don't know I
I'm no guy
To be approached by
No Piss taking
Little toe rag
With a blade thinking
for fashion
Rags to riches just like Aladdin
Hunger never stops, I'm a savage mackin
Death clicks like clocks, there ain't no skippin' that shit
Mental
bag is we trust in God
(Whew)
Give me some Aquafina
(Drink)
Sweatin I need to lean ya
(Rag)
Kicking up dirt up in here
Catching up yo I get cha
Had
Jeter
Rags to riches if I want it I have to get it
I lack the realest pressure
So I needed pressure again
Half of you niggas could never respect that
We
a hotel suite
Couple model broads, playin trick or treat
From rags to riches, never go back
That's why I have to stay fresh on tracks
I'm gonna make it
causing a splash, champagne is what's in the bath
Everything I do is bad, they gon' be glad, if I go back to the rags
Jealousy over my brand, that is what I
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