Lyrics:
that’s by any means
can’t let up off the brake no I can’t take no fuckin breather
oh he ain’t the one to play wit…told him me either
I can’t fear no man
I like that (yeah, yeah)
And I never was a rich man
A rubber band full of wrist bands
Got dough and had to switch plans
Drama still don't stop
I like that (yeah, yeah)
And I never was a rich man
A rubber band full of wrist bands
Got dough and had to switch plans
Drama still don't stop
the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS-3, I got the *** by the tree
I love it when you call me big poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if
pass on that
Her type is rich, I'm a young broke man
Got a Burberry bag with a Burberry hat
Got the matching shades with a matching bag
And it ain't
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
Donovan Mitchell
Bitch ima big stepper diors what i step on
On my hip it's a big weapon
So please don't test us
I been in that trap for real
Stay strapped
Yo cheddagad a rich out enuh
Seepree man yuh know
Know seh we loyal to the thing
And we nah guh switch out enuh
Chedda way or get away
A nuff gyal
that lil bitch my all
Must've got infatuated by her jaw
Big SG when shit go down, that's who I call
Know some white boys gon' hard in the paint like Pau
there problems I'm dealin' with mine
I I I done gave up my narcotic, I'm a changed man!
[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
Yo, how many ways can I say I'm
We make the club jump every time we walk in this bitch
Yea, we shining. You can tell my niggas is rich
Rozay and Patron at my throne, women at my
I told the gang don't stop, gang don't stop, man, y'all can't stop, man, y'all gotta keep
On going
And I told the gang right back, I ain't gonna stop
says he gon change
He gon be good, he gon stay out
Slaving day in, day out
Getting paid now
Sober, day by day now
He okay now
He sees the big homies in
get hurt
When you doing all that telling telling
Playboy ain't no rich nigga
Fixing to be a made man when I reach six billions
Yeah a real ass nigga
never helped your mans
Hit a lick for twenty bands, that put ten up in his hand
You a ho nigga, and I'm livin' by the code
I got hoes down the road
drives him
The first man calls it quits - without knowing he was only a couple of hits
Away from striking it big and literally being rich
The moral of this
hope everybody's selling it
You ain't getting rich quick trying to sell big bits
Too lazy to work so you want to own a business
Or a clothing line, no
crew, flippin' over 62's
'Cause GED wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out
where they live and he gon wanna bleed they block
So he hit up his lil homie, he said bro go get the chop
Homie said big bro I got you man, you know just
slipping never sweating
Stay collected Kylo Ren
Big Light Saber Kylo Ren
Big boss shit its Kylo Ren
Its Kylo Ren
Perplexed by the options
Flossing
Plasmatic weapons and big automatics like Arnold gon shoot up a school
Tell me that bitch to go pick up some book and go learn on how to cook stew
Mobbin
pon dem ends every man a bawl please
Chorus
mi neva have nutn fi duh
yo 1 time mi neva have nutn fi eat
mi neva have nuh weh fi sleep
But a pon
test
Man, there's something bout our ego
Making the people please the evil
Maybe it's all we think we got to boast
Say we want it, but we don't
Anger
a corndog
She said she got a boyfriend but he is more corny than a corn cob
Please don't get it twisted cause I am not a door knob
That man mad he not as cold
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