Lyrics:
Three times, it's no place like home
So why you want to bury me all alone
I bring a new meaning to underground rap
Dead or Alive, I'm still Born
Ohhhh... itsLial...
Yea you know I get wavy
Well on these beats, yea you know I go brazy
LessGoo...
I was born broke but ima die rich
Always been
to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into
(PJ's!) I was born in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy hallways
Bangin on the project walls, all day
Yo if it
magic (Ah)
We still from the jungle act like lions you might catch us in Africa
Fuck being born rich cause i'd never know what sacrifices are
They want me
got shot by they own
AI cross got 'em shook, huh (AI cross got 'em shook)
Workin' out with the big dogs
With the weight, now watch me cook, huh
Top
motherfuckers lyrically and I'm not gonna cry
Me: a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them "my bitch-nigga eaters"
the proof.
Who's to say I am bound by what I need.
Who can save us when only rich can feed
I am dead again. I am born.
Born and dead again.
What's
Snapping on these beats in the stu
I feel I'm born again
I be having concerts in my room
Because I'm trying to win
Big remote like a microphone
I'm
How do you want to be remembered?
As being rich?
Yeah, yeah, uh
Visions of seeing my self as somewhat different
Reality got me feeling
on the cross, yeah, not no red (cross)
Side by side, side, we got big trucks and big guns (err)
They ask where I came from, I'm the holy one
Put it on the sun,
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
his thong
I ain't kiddin I'm filled with lil pills of Ritalin
riddle middle men to rob Bailey and Biddle again tell a friend
I use men like Mennen in my
[unverified] baby, the last of a dying, we born again
The vicious life religious, I was born to win
The closure after the greatest hit the sofa
When I still ride
I'm not just a big boy
I'm a very big boy
I'm a very rich boy
Ehy my God you don lift me high ohhhhh
Ehhhhhhhh
From nobody
God you make me me
the Rich Gang Boy let Me explain
I got in the game, I attract all the mass
My flow be like fire with prominent ash
We running the dash, we fill up the stash
boot up)
War time, suit up (war time, suit up)
Special where I grew up (special where I)
We breed natural born shooters (grr)
God bless all
drank
Come fly by me, I want a lil face
Think about it, I don't want relations with the lil' skank
Not Tay-K but I'm on the race
Big desert eagle,
Still get niggas to test you is my life
[Rell]
And I do it all again)
I do it twice
And I won't change a thang, maybe two
I bring Big and Pop
hustle
Still get niggaz to test you is my life
And I do it all again,I do it twice
And I won't change a thang, maybe two
I bring Big and Pop back put them
(Chorus)
""I Never fold under pressure.... Not at all
Mama I was born to win I was born to ball!
Struggled many nights cried many times but I still
never, never again
Never, never, never again
Never, never, never again
This story is bigger than Jim
Bigger than him, never again
In 1875 A Kiowa Chief by
Gettin' rich was my only plan (ayy)
'Cause you can't raise my son and have an OnlyFans (facts)
Project windows was my only fans (yeah)
Take my momma out
(I'm rich biotch)
(Bitch)
I ran it up, fucked it up, then ran it up again (Cash)
Grab a load, drop the ticket, let my brothers win (We all eat)
I
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