Lyrics:
She catch all my feels
I flex finess with this is racks
223 n soulja rag
Мій блік готовий kill the rat
Ти не з блада ти просто bleed
Тримайся
Wanna go from rags to riches
I made some bad decisions
Coming up with mad intentions
Can't say I won't brag when I get it
Take a day off like I'm
Rags to riches
Yeah
I went from rags to riches (Rags to riches)
That’s why I tax them bitches (Tax them bitches)
I got em mad really (Mad)
I got
Kuda Mic, Yeah
Kuda
PMBP
Kuda Mic
Tracer on the Beat
Ragnarok
Rags to Riches, I'll bag the lot
So AD, how I'm back on block
They see me coming, now
From Rags to Riches, Rags to Riches
From Rags to Riches, Rags to Riches
From Rags to Riches, Rags to Riches
From Rags to Riches, Rags to Riches
Bags
Yeah
I'm going from rags to riches
I'm baggin the baddest bitches
Belt BB Simon, no sag in my britches
If I'm facing time then I'm toe tagging
(SZM on the beat)
Haters gonna say that I'm all in my bag,
We some trend setting people, peep the clothes no rags
Bottom to the top like a champagne
[Chorus]
There's a story that continues to persist
A story of a boy going from rags to riches
Yeah I wanna be that story
Wanna bask in all that glory
Yeah
You Already Know
Me and ALX
We already did that rags to riches shit you know
Its time for some real shit
Best Rappers man
Lets Go
From
I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you
Triggers squeeze, throw a palette, throw
(Rag doll, ooh) (Hand me down)
When she was just a kid
Her clothes were hand-me-downs
(Hand-me-down)
They always laughed at her when she came
Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it
for my mistakes
They saw me in the hearse like I would die young
From rags to a Wraith, the stars in they face
If I go riches to rags, I'll put my
Got my girl took a chance
We went to a midnight dance
But it was too tight this rag o'mine
Too tight now, it's the most
Too tight, nearest past
on grinding roll a joint and try to stay alive
Now we got the bags (Woah)
While you got the rags (Yeah)
Now we got the bags (Woah)
While you got the rags (Yeah)
Back through the years
I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put
Back through the years
I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put
Oh, Mister fiddling man, please strike up the band
And play that Texas playboy rag
There ain't no rhythm aroun' that rides right on down
Like that
Back through the years I go wondering once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mamma
into the water
Sticks and the stones are your broken promises
We wait too long to go from rags to riches
I am in love, I am in love with a feeling
the Johnson Rag
Hoy Hoy there goes the latest shag
Ho Ho it really isn't a gag
Hep Hep there goes the Johnson Rag
Jump Jump don't let your left foot drag
[Chorus:]
Rag Doll livin' in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time
I was twenty and she was eighteen
We were just about as wild as we were green
In the ways of the world
She'd pick me up in that red rag top
We were
down the spine
The Rag and Bone man coming
And through the heat of the night
The Rag and Bone man coming
A million cowboys are toe-tapping
See those toes
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