Lyrics:
Warmed by your light one more time
Just a jump and come to you
The rich have money
The bees make honey
Love is never pure
Please can you be mine one
never'll fail
Live by the three rules you make it, or be dead, or in jail
And I ain't really got much, but I'm up on cats
And Kiss don't just spit, I
far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's trying to make me stay
You know I've got to be moving on
Oh big ol jet airliner
Don't carry me
always half that bad
A never that will always
You are, you are, the star I say
From far, from far, from far away
The law that caused it all to stay
By
a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of them
show 'em all
Thicc girls, big cars
My Bentley truck is really big
Yeah I'm so rich, so rich so rich
Y'all can suck my dick
Playin' Halo on my
of sobriety"
Billy then wrote a letter saying
"Mama get me out of here!
Time rolls by so slow
Each day seems like a year"
But his mama never got the letter
I'm on some real life shit, life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you're goin' past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They
up to me
I can't believe how far I cameeeee
Self note I'll never change
Got these hating niggas beat by a long shot and I ain talking at the gun
to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon
Heard somebody said I
friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does
I fell in love wit a hoe i regret it
Why you tell me that you love me if you never meant it
Shoulda kept my heart away
That's the reason i bled quick
rabies
And it a sting like pure bees
Mek big man a cry like ladies and babies
Timeless (timeless), ayy
Badder than dem by far, badder than dem by
Momma used to call me Dick Cheney 'cause I never took my chain off
When I got my brain off
Live by my old hood, I drop cocaine off
Named my chain,
"What the fuck?"
By 9 PM I need a possible bitch at the crib (fuck)
Hop up in the sleigh with a big bag of gifts (fuck)
I don't put my time into
the real ones
Far away from fake shit
If you see it close enough
Then you can get away with
Only piece of mind
Get the grace and time
Off the Big Dog Pack
a basic hoe I need a rich chick, ok
Big shit nigga i talk big shit
And my wrist lit yeah you know my wrist lit
All this jewelry, got me looking like a quick
Forgi I don't know rim and the tires
Squeaking where niggas will never get by
Flipping the script on these hoes
Shine up the grill in these glows
niggas over money, reppin' it
Armageddon it, destroy e'rything when we settin' it
You delicate, far away in the country where you better get
niggas over money, reppin' it
Armageddon it, destroy e'rything when we settin' it
You delicate, far away in the country where you better get
privilege, Hip Hop is
Take it back from big biz
Old money men never really gave a shit
They just wanna sell poverty to the rich
They just wanna sell pain for
I was broke and bummy
Never had money
Nothing ever ever made sense
Now I'm rich and balling
Champagne pouring
Suddenly it all makes sense
I was broke
petty at a all time high she do the most
As far as I'm concerned boy I been lit
If character is money then I'm rich rich
I don't talk on the net because
never understand
They will never understand
Same life, getting rich, whoa I got a fuckin' problem
Trying to flex up on young posty, we gon' tell them
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