Lyrics:
crew blunts and brew for the Hip-hop school.
Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups.
want to skin up (big up, big up).
It's a race against
am not over it I need to understand
I never got the catharsis of all these bastards
Raping, killing our women it's driven by patriotic (Meant to say
been homeless, I've been broke
Done every drug 'cept for coke
I done fought for my life
Been jumped, shot at, and more
I've been rich and I've been poor
Tammy said, "I'm sure that's good advice.
But how then could I ever look my children in the eye?"
Then at their doorway a little girl did stand
cheroot won't do it
Bein rich won't do it
Bein poor won't do it
Playin this song on the radiooooo ..... might do it
Yeah actually, that might do it
that was surrendered by the poor
To the man who fills the pockets of officials for support
To make an Eiffel Tower that the people can adore
And build
just come back already
Used to fancy Meghan till she came now I ain't sure
Hate everything rich when you grow up being this poor
Still nervous when it's
Pray together
less fight
We better unite
As genocide chemical war
And the rich and the poor
Know that God delivers a cure
Eve
It's a shame our reality
I'll become rich with poor
Vocabulary, this area's scary
Too much at stake with so little to get back
But I'm ready to get back at anybody who snaps
Life is dictated by numbers
Am not a mathematician, am free as a bird
Feeling absurd im feeling that we're, sat in a prison
This previous year seeing
one hour with four hoes
And I make cry girl I'm an unicorn
I ain't live life down like before
I can't believe it I was pity poor, now's green money
I'm lying
Write it out on the line
I keep hope and I'm trying
Will it stop when I die
The rich getting richer
The poor getting poorer
Institutions have
what's goin on?)
Unless we, brothers and sisters, old and young
rich and poor, educated and uneducated
feel that spirit of bortherhood and family
all
retreats[01:59.01]Plagued by this futuristic curse[02:01.39]It's numbing our brains like evolution in reverse[02:04.22]It hurts to think of all the young boys and girls being
girls want your money
But your money is the Devil himself
But life can get confusing
Whether you're high, low, rich or poor
I swear when you get
up
By this time, I'm finally famous and a nigga rich as fuck
See her birthday 'round the corner, so I go and get some stuff
Met her at a Target when
I've been following you on IG seeing you traveling the world and shit that's crazy
Aw yeah I just went to Southeast Asia for a little bit it was tight
cuckoo
A little crazy, shady, rock a by baby
Rock that fucking boat until that baby gettin wavy
Want the money and the fame but she feeling sort of lazy
come together and be like birds go to the sky and soar?
Look to the left, then to the right, you see rich and poor people,
But if God made us in his
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
the reason that my chest is healing
Get a little money and chase that meaning
As hipsters, they were not afraid of communicating with the gangsters
Remember
hype
Me ah say somethin like dis
Come look
Yo me, me nah born rich, me was poor n needy
But SEE, man ah die now me nah bloodclot beegie
See ME, shot ya
poor wasn't rich but always wanted more
My dad always told me I would sore, sore
My dad always told me I would sore, told me I would sore
Til he was
a city I'm laying every brick while wisely.
The rich and the poor leader sit I saw my own homie to road through the street.
I done broke my own vows
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