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searching for answers 
Ask yourself
Do you wanna be rich 
Or live decently? 
Start checking the company you keep 
Or you miserly complaint with laziness 
Then

practice
For my big future status
So I chin up through all the madness
Occasionally only see blackness
Born in Watsonville but I got love for the Bay and LA

be chiefin' Sosa
New bitch bad she mocha
Put dick in her stomach she runnin' Sha'Carri
Try'n get rich and give her a son
If you want smoke, stuff you

nobody, don't let nobody
I know your caught up in addicsion
Don't ever let nobody take down who you are
You are, you are
Fuimo
Big bottle cigars burning,

Poverty the parent of crime
Murder the rhyme
Curve em duck em every time
Nothing in my fridge for weeks
Eat the rich, little snack
Know our worth
Take it

to flex, left energy on read
Ketamine, bic in the lead on red
Cops come, left on the scene we fled
Shot by the love on the Earth, I bled
Thanks to the love

pressure makes diamonds and I've decided to apply it
I wake up and be high by noon, I'm on my John Wayne
Two guns like Max Payne, they shoot the same like

The rest of my life’s today 

It had to fester inside 

The lessons that I could take 

I learned that less is just fine 

By letting my mind escape 



Let

•I told my people they want be waiting long, I told da ray I’m bout to put it on 
•Dey gave my uncle Cleve too long, my big cousin Cleve dats

In this big lake I’m the lock ness 
I get the whole cake and clean up the mess
Don’t gotta put up a fuss 
When the whole buss is up
Goth girl are you

Jb Jb ok
Yea you think I'm pussy I'll say it again I'm beat in on you and yo mf kin and I get a buck times it by ten do it again while I'm fucking

quit what would have been the greatest fights

   Or who would of stood up in a era when blacks was oppressed by whites

I'm starting to feel like hov

right
I been searching all my life
For a real love, real love

Ooh I spent my last on a bitch
I can say I never wanna do that shit again
Blinded by

need to wait for no new year, my niggas stay rich, young and famous
These bitches just ain't us, they imitators, it's outrageous
Broke boys can't

Walk a mile in my flip flops, kick rocks
Bet you get your music off of Tik Tok
Big flops every time your favorite rappers shit drops
Anytime my shit

Rich, can't forget Chris Nat
Groove Sales Chart with wire at the back end
Pause mixes and we're spooling the tape back in
Troublesome kids, nice as we

shade, wanna take me out my Glo
Get up outta my way, Bishop knockin' down the Do'
If we got beef then its UP on the Flo'
Young Rich Nigga, man, I came up

shit
Big bank what I make nigga
I got 20 K on my chain bitch
Made a bag richard milly tag
Bitch I made it happen on my grave bitch
Hit the gas only grade

concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success

at the crib
My nigga Brezo in his head, but he thinkin' big

I cross the bridge, hit smoke ranch with my nigga Ted
He had so many, and you think he on a roll,

I'm living in a fantasy
Riding round town in a limousine
Face all did everything by Maybelline
My mom at home cooking good the kitchen clean
My dress

Now we got a larger stake, I don't talk but I still get a bigger take
Yes I'm thumbing, I still got to regulate
Need blue hundred, see 20 by everyday

chips
A glass of milk and some peanut butter
With the pieces cut thick
I'm broke feeling
Rich in my soul
Dippin it slow
My heart so damn big it won't fit

when I get to the airport
I'm now a rich bachelor, I don't pay no child support
Got a couple broken bones but I also got the green
My pelvis will recover