R.G.P

Now in your love, there's no more war The rich get poor, the rich get Now in your love, there's no more war The rich get poor, the rich get I said tell me if I'm buggin or not I'm from a place where everybody out there clutching a glock They kissing and hugging The stupid niggas loving the thots And everybody wanna be top opp, running the block Well I been tryna focus on a bigger bag The type of shit that make a Nigga mad Then ask "Why these niggas mad?" Well I been tryna focus on a bigger bag The type of shit that make a Nigga mad Look, so why these niggas mad? I'm on my grind timing, spent all this time rhyming And everyday I gotta eat this ain't no fine dining I came from Top Ramen, ain't have no rocks shining So everybody follow me if you on my timing I got a different flow, yeah I bet you didn't know I can do this alone, I didn't need to kiss a hoe So fuck your little mistletoe, you stupid little Christmas hoe And I'ma give a gift to those niggas who never had a home Now in your love, there's no more war (there's no more war) The rich get poor, (the rich get poor) the rich get Now in your love, there's no more war (there's no more war) The rich get poor, (the rich get poor) the rich get (And the poor get rich bitch) I'm from the bottom of the bottom So I'm just tryna be the best These niggas moving different I gotta worry bout respect I gotta worry bout the chains that I'ma put around my neck I'm tryna focus on my money, not tryna settle for less I grew up counting pennies, and then I started cashing them checks If you tryna tell my story then tell my story correct I done seen a couple niggas take they last couple of breaths I done seen a couple niggas take a bullet through the chest A couple bullets through the chest nigga The same niggas he was seen with on the net Showing love to his set, Posting all of them threats, Cuz he wasn't scared but nobody was there to protect a Nigga And I'm not tryna be mean or tryna flex, cuz everyday I'm feeling blessed To wake up and take a breath, and it's not fair cuz no ones seems to care to ever check a nigga Now in your love, there's no more war (there's no more war) The rich get poor, (the rich get poor) the rich get Now in your love, there's no more war (there's no more war) The rich get poor, (the rich get poor) the rich get (And the poor get rich bitch) And all the Niggas I was starving with, we gon be eating good Where I'm from, everybody want a chance to leave the hood You don't know if you lucky You'll be lucky just to make it out And even when you make it out Don't even make you safer now Little do you know, tell me if I'm true to my words If it ain't coming from my mouth then it ain't true what you heard I'm from the 845, PK new to the burgh So if you tryna learn about m e get a clue from my verse But in my love, there's no more war, the poor get rich, the rich get poor They ain't no shooting niggas leaving dead bodies on the floor There ain't no home invasions kicking niggas doors Now in your love, there's no more war (there's no more war) The rich get poor, (the rich get poor) the rich get Now in your love, there's no more war (there's no more war) The rich get poor, (the rich get poor) the rich get (And the poor get rich bitch)