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Rich Homie Quan

Dequantes Devontay Lamar (born October 4, 1989), better known by his stage name Rich Homie Quan, is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. He is signed to independent label T.I.G. Entertainment and Motown Records. Rich Homie Quan was influenced by dirty south rap, including Young Jeezy, Gucci Mane, T.I., Lil Boosie, Lil Wayne, Kilo Ali, Outkast, and Goodie Mob. He has collaborated with Atlanta artists such as Young Thug and Birdman. Quan's debut studio album Rich as in Spirit was released on March 16, 2018. And after his success on RAIS ( Rich as in spirit) he decided to make the gift more »

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I'm 'bout whatever, you can read about it (Yung Lan on the track)
I got twenty seven hoes blowin' up my phone
Tryna come and suck the semen out me
They starin' at us everywhere we go
You gotta be yourself, you wanna be around me
And I'm stayin' low from all the broke hoes and the f*ck niggas 
I don't need around me (yeah, yeah)
Gotta book show, you wanna see about me

'Cause I ain't got no time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they all wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends
'Cause I ain't got no time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they all wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

I got a new bitch that tell me that she don't want shit from me (shit)
And I got another bitch claimin' she sick of me, still askin' what she can get from me (bitch)
And I know a broke nigga havin' his hand out, he wanna act like a friend now
And they wanted smoke until I blew they mans down, tryna act like they fans now
I pray to God that they all understand now, play with me it's a man down
I'm in the city and the rental van now tryna sell me a damn pound
They give me a deposit to come out the house now, I get to paid to go out now
Charlotte, ain't no other way to get out now, 'less you show what you 'bout now
Got everybody ridin' 'round with that stick now, it's lay down or get down
Don't talk on the internet, don't make a diss now, it's already lit now
Go tell the associate you need some all black, go pick out a fit now
My life in the history book and whatever I do they won't forget now
And that's why I stay out here

'Cause I ain't got no time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they all wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends (no, no)
'Cause I ain't got no time to celebrate, I'm goin' in (no, no)
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they all wanna be friends
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

No time for hoes, no time for friends
No time for Honda no time for Benz
Pull up in the Maybach, old school cost more than your new school
Shit so original but got an 8-track
I'm rich under 30, they gon' hate that
Money fallin', nigga rake that (ooh), ooh, ooh, ooh
Like a nigga locked in jail might take you to SHU (SHU)
SHU, SHU, SHU
And I ain't never ran from a nigga, put that on my crew (Rich Homie, baby)
Shoot a nigga with no chaser (hey, hey)
Move these bitches with the paper (fade away)
We done ran a, on the baby sitter
It was Rich Homie and DaBaby (Rich Homie)
I can never get money with a hater, and I will never sell my soul (nah)
Still doin' sellout shows (yeah)
Still gettin' bags in every week nigga
You can smell it out those (I know you do)
I could pack a whole brick, motherfuckers in a Pathfinder (hey)
Cam Newton jersey, 'cause I'm in Carolina (ay)

'Cause I ain't got no time to celebrate, I'm goin' in
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they all wanna be friends (oh)
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me (ay)
Somethin' I won't never go through again (yeah, yeah)
No time for no hoes or no friends (no)
No time for no hoes or no friends (no, no, no)
'Cause I ain't got no time to celebrate, I'm goin' in (no, no)
The streets used to love me when I ain't had nothin'
But now that I'm up, they all wanna be friends (no, no, no)
I tried to do right and they all turned they back on me
Somethin' I won't never go through again (yeah, yeah, no, no)
No time for no hoes or no friends
No time for no hoes or no friends

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