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wings
Feathers attached
Too close to the sun
Moving too fast
Burning the rags
Off of my back
Now it’s dark
Now I’m mad
Foam at the mouth
Burdened by scars

love the swag
Whenever they see me
Designer the rags
I just need the riches
Just like the dash I got digits
Aye
Old hoes say they tryna fix it
Deposit

on me 
With the blue rag
Yea you know a young nigga 
Cripping
I Give Her Big Dick 
With her fine ass
Call me paintbrush 
Drippin 
I took the slave route

I've limping, I've been helplessly stumbling
I'm gagged and maimed by the parting of your kiss
My acclaimed words and famous bandages are poisonous rags

Kill a nigga tell his bitch aye don't panic
I'm the shit I was raised by a savage
I turned rags into riches with rapping
I ain't rich 'til my wrist get

in his jaw made him rag doll bitch
Aye, look
Take a damn pic it’ll last long bitch
Really 17 but I passed off bitch
Took ya chick then I hit her with

The rags and Louis Vuitton
I take it all 
You know that it's a form of art
Panic at the Supermart

In times of crisis, no I won't be cheap
One less for you

I know momma wanted me to be a grad
Rags or riches I got shit I never had before
Now them bitches wanna talk I got em mad
I got em mad, I got em mad,

every time I see lil shawty coming
That’s that
I just want the bag
Tryna pull up in a jag
Making riches outta rags
Lot of wisdom for my age
Aye yeah yeah

hypnotize this nation
We can shake the earth's foundation with American Rag
Come Comrade, just hold you breath a minute
For there's not a stunt that's in it

I can't complain I seen so much in a year 
I seen my friend get it all, he put his dreams in the rear 
I'm talking rags to Louie rags we fascinated

grammy's you getting fanned up
I'm in a hundred thousand dollar coupe, with this rag around my necc
Doin' 220 while I death race the Vette
A happy ending by

Capone couldn't ice me with these bowls to the dome 
Sleeping with them fishes 
Oh Madone she so superstitious 
Fuck these rag city bitches 
I be fucking

the wave we gone burn Bridges
Im feelin like like durk yea the voice Of the trenches
We came rags to riches
My niggas we fucking the baddest Bitches
Lay back

Turning rags into riches I don't got no rags
My shit brand new we don't never look at the tags
Uno dos tres Quattro cinco ses sietha
Started fucking Spanish

inside of battle
Corrupted, by the conflict
Bleed
Drop like a rag doll
Now there is peace

Earth and sky betray this day my foe is alive and well to stay

trouble resting his head
And all those animals in your bed
Is the cherry that you're not fed
And the night light that gets plugged in
Is the rag that clears

Materials never last
Only brand i care for is that ACDC RAG Yeah
ACDC Rag in my ACDC bag

Real rockstar shit 

Hah, Woah

They gone pray for mercy oh whoa

Your turn to shine
My turn to shine
Let the world shine
I swear i cant explain it
Dripping hard
Drip so swag
Drip so rag
I cant see mouse looking ice
I

Still doing the dash 
And shit
Foot on the gas and shit 
I fuck and pass
These bitches 
Going from
Rags to riches 
Everything 
Bout me authentic

hoe can brag
Back pocket of my denims is what hold the rag
Yeah he walk wit a limp he got that soulja swag
Imma hit the block if the racks low
If

I think I need a rag, cause I'm dripping
Haters always tryna catch me slipping
Free my niggas locked fuck the system
Got the flamer with a laser

Walk around the strip lil swag lil bitch
Wanna hit the mall pop a tag lil bitch
yeah cop an attitude lil rag lil bitch
I can put you where you wanna be

on a hundred bill just throw it away ay
Toss me back the rag it's with the bag ay
Toss me back the rag it's the bag ay
Cam 210 he the man
Cam 210 say the saying