Die Rich

Lyrics
Talking: You can tell that by the web that the work Ah nigga put in this shit like the hunger in this shit mean some else to me Verse: Now look at how I came from the bottom Can take care of my kids Take the pain from my moma Frames in designer Get brain from Rihanna All this sauce and cheese on me like I came in lasagna And I'm just cruising on my lonely Thinking how I could been homely so wanted for charges Riding with ah tars that's my gun in my big sign She go out and get that money, bring back hundreds ever time In my bag, lu now, no more stash shoe box when I pass through now they like ooh their go lil luwhop Get that bitch and gad only thing you can do know Should been gave me that ass that lil pussy ran through now I'm acting brand new huh lu on me no Ferragamo Got a lot of Glocks still carry choppas Do magic with sticks like Harry Potter And I put that shit on every dollar in my bank account I gave you my all and back ain't got the same amount think about It And it's crazy how your closes people a hating for you I just take that L tell em pray for you I been by myself I was tryna wait for you Niggas act like they for you think they slick like they oil But, I see through that shit you ain't loyal Gonna make me change soil Cook your shit your brain Boyer That drac' it sang for ya Music too my ears , gotta buried .357 and ain't shoot this bitch in years I did it again Britney Spears On em bitches Just like my trap roll jack and Neal on them bitches 25 bowls valcum sealed in the kitchen Residue on all the dishes, leave em loot in our kidneys Bride: Go ask the street about me, thuggin since the click tight boys Niggas tryna ride the wave But they be drowning, cause Lou ain't no fucking life guard Verse:2 And I ain't Saving niggas, fuck one time free raggen nigga I swear nun was gaving nigga Been acting like they the one made ah nigga They jump in that water we bathing niggas Did 3 yrs hard label it ain't fase a nigga Grind on the daily you just grind on location nigga Oooh and by Myself I went and got it Since I was 16 I ain't depend on nobody For show was taking 5k9 that's just a deposit All this green likes I'm mires Boring poor ima die rich Outro: Let me correct that ima die wealth My kids kids kids gon have money bitch I swear to god that's how I'm going
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- TEC