Lyrics:
the ocean I’m a big shark come and swim with Micheal dapaah
My mind is loaded a Rifle
This rifle is a cologne
I can spray you with some bullets when
Money root of all evil
But we all trying to get rich
Give it to me baby
Lets fuck in the Mercedes
She blow my mind
Like coke in the 80s
She like it
When
Whole lot of money on my mental
Trying to bubble
Like coke with some mentos
You could smell good smoke
With the wind blow
And I need a big loaf
of my mind)
And I know shit gon' change But still gon' break bread with all those that remain
(ES) Big Sumairu put it on a chain
That nigga David woulda
big but I'm not rich (Not rich)
I know hella niggas in my circle that are toxic (Toxic)
I drink my problems away like alcoholics
Hello (Hello), hey how
niggas claiming king but I'm still that
King Hova, Mansa Musa
Told my life, the devil is a lie, I'm the truth ya
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga
Let me roll
We want your mind to blow
Just got some things to do
Back on the creep after losing some change
Seen my partner, Big Chief and James
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!
Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
Never big headed aint gonna quit
Work on a billi she makin grips flew to Bora Bora just to take a trip (yuh)
Lemme go n be the one blow to mind make you
tryin to measure my blow
If you've seen the new whip know they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0's
If you counting by the whips than
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
that's right or wrong
Bala that's my nigga had to chop it cause we grown
Big bro been out for a minute I'm just glad to see him home
Imma be rich one day,
compete with my niggas, I'm always gon' eat with my niggas (beep, yeah)
Niggas spendin' paper on these bitches like it's competition
'Fore I was a rich
the hottest in the game
Just leaving no debate
I was really two years
Not i gotta full plate
It's a everyday grind
Money on my mind
It's a everyday grind
to Lionel Rich' and dancin' on the ceilin'
Go ahead and be a heroin, your own mind
Fuck your internet, coke is it when you on line
Smokin' dirty weed,
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
don't rain
40 p's 40 new faces as I cross across the state
Lost my white boy to that fentanyl when we was living great
100 bands feel like you rich
That's how we know money ain't you
Bitch, I been had, bitches been bad
We buy big boats, bitch, I'm Sinbad
Downright sinful, bitch, we been full
All my
Rich niggas makin' poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor decisions
Damn
Rich niggas makin' poor decisions
All my
Goddamb, goddamb
So many plans, they fill up a whole house
Goddamb, goddamb
So many Benjamens, I can't even count
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich
and plain, the Chevy wit the blew out brains
As I bounce and mash, count this cash
Floss and flash, cop and blow a zip wit Bash
Since everything is big in
streams
I won't stop for anything
Tunnel vision seeing green
Ima get it all by any mean
One day ima be rich
Up in this bitch
Then ima skrt out this bitch
at the grime
My burnt lips from the roach clips
How can I shine
Being broke and bag a dope bitch
Powerful minds, we brave men
I blow smoke and I'ma keep
association)
Call me Miami haro haro
Cause this deals with the track
Blows my mind like oh chea
Yeah, that's wrong, but it's real
Fuck boys they know the deal
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