Pre-Rich
Mr. B
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Sip a bottomless, hippopotamus Thinking could I B this humble if I wasn't this confident I've known it ever since a kid The greats knew they were great before anyone else did And so, I wanna wish my haters the very best I hope they live a long life to see my success Thru every dark night only came better weather And I haven't come down ever since I grew feathers I'm young, independent, and patient I'm cut from a different cloth of a fabric they stopped making I don't listen to much trap shit I was raised on boom bap shit, you know the classics As time would have it, I would go on tour With dudes I loved listening to in middle school DMX and Bone Thugs-N-Harmony I only had ten minutes but I had it rocking G I freestyled off the dome and mixed in a written rap The people fucked with that, I showed love where I was at I'm a gangster because I'm myself I love my life and that's the ultimate wealth Shouts out to Paul The Barber from LA Because of you homie I stay golden every day And now it's getting literal, my gold is habitual Why do all the great artists die at their pinnacle I hope not me though, I'm just getting started I'm real with myself I was born this artist I used to love sleeping in and lying in bed But nowadays there's no time man I'm after this bread I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich It's embarrassin' there's really no comparison If that's not clear by now then go and get some Claritin Don't B long if you don't belong My excuse is that I'm young and I'm writing songs People want results without putting in the work But you can't harvest what you didn't plant, no you can't Hard work and smart work is the answer I come from a family of farmers and ranchers First generation city kid But you wouldn't guess that by the looks of it That's why they say don't judge books and shit I just made another three hundred from Spotify I got this guys, give me some months and watch it multiply The residuals is critical, I keep slaying Made a song years ago, it keep on paying Cuz it keep on playing, the world keep on changing But I stay myself and I stay maintaining I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich, bitch I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich I'm not broke, I'm pre-rich Ayo the sky ain't the limit there's no limit at all You better pick up the phone when fate give you a call Change your mind, change your life Take a wrong make it right Take your time when you write And make a song every night Watch me make a change just give me a couple years I can reach the world's ears with this microphone here One day I'll B at the Ritz Making noise in this bitch I wear the shoe cuz it fits I'm not broke I'm Pre-Rich
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Written by: BLAKE ROBERT MANKIN
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