Lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah, I just wanna live and get rich (Get rich) Fuck I look like funkin' with my bro over a bitch? Paid in full, we like Ace and Money Mitch (Paid in full) Them shots pop and open up a nigga chest like some Vicks Yeah, I just wanna live and get rich (Get rich) Fuck I look like funkin' with my bro over a bitch? Paid in full, we like Ace and Money Mitch (Paid in full) Them shots pop and open up a nigga chest like some Vicks [Verse 1] Yeah, slap a nigga dead up in his shit (Slap a nigga) I know some rather see me dead up on the bricks I heard about that nigga, man, they said he was a bitch No, I ain't seen his work, but, shit, they said he was a snitch But, nah, that ain't my problem, that ain't nothin' I gotta deal with Metaphor is cool, but they been fiendin' for this real shit Told me that he took when we was on our last lick But I know I got bigger problems, I ain't trippin' off that lil' shit I'm saucy in this DS, can't put no time into the BS Don't pay no attention to these rejects They killin' over bullshit, not over money or the respect Better use your head or you could be next We gon' get our ball on, pull my people up until we all on Thankful I got people I can call on But all I wanna know is, if I slip, who can I fall on? Rest in peace my nigga E, I can't believe my dawg gone [Chorus] Yeah, I just wanna live and get rich (Get rich) Fuck I look like funkin' with my bro over a bitch? Paid in full, we like Ace and Money Mitch (Paid in full) Them shots pop and open up a nigga chest like some Vicks Yeah, I just wanna live and get rich (Get rich) Fuck I look like funkin' with my bro over a bitch? Paid in full, we like Ace and Money Mitch (Paid in full) Them shots pop and open up a nigga chest like some Vicks [Verse 2] These hoes'll wait until you shined up, then get you lined up I was gone for three, but now I'm home, nigga, your time's up Sippin' lean to balance out my pill, bitch, I'm fired up You ain't on my level, you gon' have to get your higher-ups Told my bro it's time to get some heads up off the list And if you so in the game, then pull your friends up off the bench That shit hurt me when I found out that my friend was off the crys' In and out of jail 'cause he can't keep his hands up off the bitch We on some other shit, just got off parole, bitch, I'm movin' Better put your money on me, nigga, ain't no losin' Leave it in the streets, don't put my name up in your music Had to tell my bro to check his bitch 'cause she was choosin' We been blowin' on exotic smoke, we got all kinda dope Ask about me, been had bitches, even when I was broke I'm tryna get some Ms like my stem, bitch, it's time to blow We been in this spot for way too long, nigga, it's time to go [Chorus] Yeah, I just wanna live and get rich (Get rich) Fuck I look like funkin' with my bro over a bitch? Paid in full, we like Ace and Money Mitch (Paid in full) Them shots pop and open up a nigga chest like some Vicks Yeah, I just wanna live and get rich (Get rich) Fuck I look like funkin' with my bro over a bitch? Paid in full, we like Ace and Money Mitch (Paid in full) Them shots pop and open up a nigga chest like some Vicks