Lyrics:
good gods
You wanna be wealthy
I would to be healty instead
Would I be loved and stoned for?
All that I've gain so far
It's all i spent for you
To die
can know
And it continues to grow
Long after we go
Ancient and wise
Wealthy with wisdom
For all time
Rules it's kingdom
It eventually dies
But the cycle
What's with these homies who be dissin' my boy?
Do they know I'm aggravated with the negativity and the noise?
They tell me "find a wealthy man,"
What's with these homies who be dissin' my boy?
Do they know I'm aggravated with the negativity and the noise?
They tell me "find a wealthy man,"
Well, he must've been a better man than me
He must've been a better man than me
He must've been a very wealthy man
He must've been a very lucky
a selfie
Fuck being rich boy, I'm tryna be wealthy
Beast in the gym I'm just tryna stay healthy
Real niggas all around the world gotta feel me
Word
worth the fake ?
I want to live in a quiet town, I want to marry a wealthy man
And get rid of all this right here, right now
(All this leads me
gettin' wealthy on the road
It's only right that I go and let you niggas know
I put you on, you ain't reimburse me for the zone
Makin' model got me
The poor protect the wealthy in this world
Generation sex injects the sperm of worms
Into the eggs of field-mice
So you can look real nice for the boys
assure their slavery
The monster in human skin, employs abduction again
Collecting innocents
I see the global decline, while wealthy pockets are lines
a heavy load but
Endicott never really ever moans
Endicott's not a wealthy guy but
Endicott pays the bills on time
Endicott's got ideas and plans
[Rokka]
If you're not making ends meet than it's not healthy
To be representin' like the wealthy
If you're not knowing that my name is Rokka
Dilated
in my body
And I pray from time to time, I be like "Lord, get 'em off me"
I just want to be wealthy, way more to it than money
Don't nobody keep it
that wealthy off blow
Ball is the only thing I know, keep a bright iced, fast whips on slow
Talk lowkey you'ont even gotta know
Aye, I know niggas that
And rhymes makes me wealthy
And the funky bunch helps me
To bring you a show with no intoxication
Come on feel the vibration
Yeah
Can you feel it baby
undermined
Where they dwell in a small, exclusive gourmet institution
Where we overcharge the wealthy clientele
ALL THREE
Let's open up a restaurant in
and shine my conscience tells me, organize to be Wealthy nightly, daily
Keep my mind and my spine and muscles healthy
Deep and buoyant, flamboyant, stealthy
This clowns been going down
Society he climbed
he was a rich boy in his time.
Son of a wealthy man
he wed the withes child
she took his money with
You weren't born
under an unlucky star
Our country's a wealthy society
"So don't lose faith"
I wish for good luck
and a good tomorrow
My human race
you I am (wealthy piece of trash.)
Now just million per year
I am loosing in casino,
Rolex, Gucci, LV,
Scattered on my bitches take it all.
little missy miss
(Missy miss)
And wouldn't it be nice
A little spare plate?
Healthy, wealthy and wise
I'm too old, it's too late
on the cross
Like the Messiah.
We stay connected like God
And Isiah.
Grandma I’mma build you an empire.
My desire to see you wealthy and Healthy
You know thus
just an open vessel from out which music will pour
Dollars and cents will stack to the ceiling straight from the floor huh
We maad wealthy already
Family
Like a treasure from a sunken pirate wreck
Scrub the deck and make it look shiny
I will sparkle like a wealthy woman's neck
Just a sec, don't you know?
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