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How Ya Livin'

AZ

Pieces of a Man

1998

to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that 
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that 
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,

you drive or will you fly
Hold up, my other side

Yo, son, some other cats tried to ruin our plans
Sendin' two decoy bitches with pictures of you

with my jewels out (yeah)

One-twenty, I blew right by you
I just told a bad bitch, "Slide through" (slide)
Two-seater, hop in, she can ride through

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by

Now we traveling the world
Like a fucking orbit
Thousand dollars pair Giuseppes
No more rocking Jordans
Fully loaded Rolex for my son, Jordan
Now he

you know they tried it but na it didn’t phase me

I got rich aww man it feel amazin’
 
i’m in this bitch two steppin temptations 

I’m ridin with it

Like Father, Like Son

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son

2006

son, nigga
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like
Like father like son, nigga

Yeah, I'm filthy rich with quarter ki's in

Miracle

Wu-Tang Clan

A Better Tomorrow

2014

If a miracle, could save us from
The travesty, that we've become
If a million sons would stand as one
We will overcome, overcome
If a miracle, could

I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich

rich, there would be sense of pain
When I close my eyes, I dream about you, us
Hanging out, laughing out loud by the pool, my mind it refuse to let you go

Almost by accident, I have become rich
Through continued reward for skilled labor in the private sector
And a genuine lack of interest in expensive

nigga ballin'
Mike Jordan, pardon my swag
But my father rich as fuck and
All my brothers left the family
We said "fuck it" - bought 2 houses in Miami
I

woulda prefer people ask mi fi advice nuh do wah mi do
Because mi cyaa lead by example yuh zimmi
Mi just a live my life

[Chorus]

Mi live weh mi speak
But

cake wanna eat it too
I want the stars and the silver moon
I spend my money on lottery
My favourite number is 1 2 3, you see 

Chorus: 

Every way rich

True Colors / It's On

The Game

1992

2016

on the couch baggin'
Cousin's loadin' Louie Vuitton duffles in the Station Wagon
Fiends walkin' in and out my house in old Nikes
Pops used to tell me: "Son

I got that glizzy
All my diamonds hitting
Niggas say they taking these
I told 'em come do it, come get it
I got a rich scheme
I'm doin' rich

can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,

Kid Cudi
Spit so rich I think it's funny

Your honor, my client is no criminal
My client is merely a hunter for the United States Goverment
He was

my money
'Cause I'm coming for you
Ooh, ooh

Uh, okay
I order rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I go

some real ones by my side
Let's go

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups 
And two more bands, to make em dance 
Bust it open gotta

Crocs
Five fiends by two o-clock, hypebeast, Gucci socks
Side street, losin' the cops, try me, they shootin' Glocks
Trickin' on a picky bitch, like do

Held down my crown for a decade and a half
Now I'm bout to give your grimy ass a blood bath
Talk about bein broke, nigga I'm rich
Cause I learned,

Keep Ya Head Up

2Pac

Greatest Hits

1998

And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

on
Any nigga in the way we'll pull that k on
Fill his clothes up with holes tell
Him get his J on, yeezus
I'm too rich to be this reckless
Spent two bricks