Lyrics:
gone completely numb cuz the money heals my pain
Everyday I'm blowing bags, but I make sure to maintain
Weed is my cologne, if I spray, it won't be axe
Heeeeeey!
Brodajuwon again
Hey….listen
I want to secure the massive big bag …
Stack the real big racks
Getting money in large
But I know is all
effort to better myself
I endeavor anyway I'm God in the flesh
Any decision I make is the best
Told my demons I'ma cut off they neck
Johnny Bonez with
[Chorus: x2]
I'm sick of this shit dog, I'm tired of being broke,
I wanna live like the rick folks,
I want the house with the big boat,
I wanna
it carrying
Oh god it's my wants
Now how embarrassing is that
What if I were to make it up to heaven
And god won't let me in saying
I didn't live my
them bands make you dance on me (oh-oh-oh)
Fallin' in and out of love though
She found a rich nigga to support her
She see my team, she know we
touched
And no bad b****es is gettin f***ed
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?
touched
And no bad bitches is gettin fucked
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?
beneath a diamond
Filthy RICH
They was fuckin up commas
And screamin
Life is still a bitch
So you
Love her
Leave her
Fuck her
Squeeze her
She's a
Diva
She's
lit
Or an amethyst
Shining beneath a diamond
Filthy RICH
They was fuckin up commas
And screamin
Life is still a bitch
So you
Love her
Leave her
Fuck her
gotta do is creat they own space!
ain't chasing the fame I want my family straight
Before I fix mine Ima make sure they ate
Spend my time the real my OGs
killer
Heart break nigga
Yeah
Know a fake one when I see one
Fake bitch when I see one
Turn a 8th flip to a big one
Rich man imma be one
Know a freak bitch
Baby girl I need you
Need you
Need you by my side
I would. Never leave you
I need my rider
Is you gone slide thru
She down for the gang
And she
Yeah I'm drivin' by the Projects
Uh yeah
And I'm sippin' on some hytek
Uh yeah
Yeah my brotha he about it
Look yeah
All my brothas yeah they bout it
Uh
smacking up ya shorty back
Gambs' is up, better stack
I bought the truck, I covered that
Ghetto rich still lock them thangs
Money still in mansions, man
looser
Why? Some girl forgot to choose ya
Well it ain't about a chick
My friend it's being rich
The money tower is too tall
At the top you're alone
Getting
laugh so hard that people look and wonder how the fuck we did it
And that, now I'm sitting by myself, the thought of losing you is like
I'm lonely, I'm
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
you know me
I got people in my ear, trying to bro me
On the way to the top, shit is lonely
They don't know the shit that I came from
Situations that I
So tired of being doubted by all the skeptics
I'm so tired of being tired that i'm narcoleptic
All my messages in raps amount to sewer septics
It's
to be my lawyer
Ohh Sonya, hit her on the Motorola
If I get locked up I ain't getting out 'til Tuesday
Cause this is Saturday, and it's a holiday
Now
I'm busy all day
Ohhhh shalala Mmawee
Le job is really heavy
Ohhhh Nkululu weeee
I do this for ma babe
And for my family
Meh ntsundzuke mama
Ahhh
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
fucked up payin' all of my bills
And your grandmother bought me some spinnin' wheels
This is a day in the life
See I make big money and I fuck nigga's
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