Yeah it's clearly I'm that n***a
No bluffs
I'm getting better every year with this
What the f*ck
We not chasing no more bitches, they gone look for us
I can't get a bag with you if you gone talk too much
If I had 500 thousand, you wouldn't think I'm lying
Looking at my watch dog, looking like my time
This a marathon n***a, aye who I'm racing with
Only n****s gone eat, is who I chased it with
We trying to get a mil my n***a, tax free
They want 300 off the top , F*ck uncle Sam
I be damned, gotta feed the fam
If you wasn't built on these morals, you wouldn't understand
All these chances that we took it wasn't part the plan
I ain't worried bout falling as long as I land
Demand going up, them numbers increasing
I gotta bring home a M just to break even
Rich n***a problems, broke n***a choices
I ain't trying to take it all I just want what you owe us
I can sense that bullshit, you can't fake the smell
They don't want it on the beat or acapell
When it's real you know its natural, I ain't gotta force it
You trying to front for the wrong crowd, you looking foul
Rich n***a problems, broke n***a choices
We ain't choose this shit my n***a
That shit chose us
Let me hear that
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Yeah it's clearly I'm that n***a
No bluffs
I'm getting better every year with this
What the f*ck
We not chasing no more bitches, they gone look for us
I can't get a bag with you if you gone talk too much
If I had 500 thousand, you wouldn't think I'm lying
Looking at my watch dog, looking like my time
This a marathon n***a, aye who I'm racing with
Only n****s gone eat, is who I chased it with
We trying to get a mil my n***a, tax free
They want 300 off the top , F*ck uncle Sam
I be damned, gotta feed the fam
If you wasn't built on these morals, you wouldn't understand
All these chances that we took it wasn't part the plan
I ain't worried bout falling as long as I land
Demand going up, them numbers increasing
I gotta bring home a M just to break even
Rich n***a problems, broke n***a choices
I ain't trying to take it all I just want what you owe us
I can sense that bullshit, you can't fake the smell
They don't want it on the beat or acapell
When it's real you know its natural, I ain't gotta force it
You trying to front for the wrong crowd, you looking foul
Rich n***a problems, broke n***a choices
We ain't choose this shit my n***a
That shit chose us
Let me hear that
No bluffs
I'm getting better every year with this
What the f*ck
We not chasing no more bitches, they gone look for us
I can't get a bag with you if you gone talk too much
If I had 500 thousand, you wouldn't think I'm lying
Looking at my watch dog, looking like my time
This a marathon n***a, aye who I'm racing with
Only n****s gone eat, is who I chased it with
We trying to get a mil my n***a, tax free
They want 300 off the top , F*ck uncle Sam
I be damned, gotta feed the fam
If you wasn't built on these morals, you wouldn't understand
All these chances that we took it wasn't part the plan
I ain't worried bout falling as long as I land
Demand going up, them numbers increasing
I gotta bring home a M just to break even
Rich n***a problems, broke n***a choices
I ain't trying to take it all I just want what you owe us
I can sense that bullshit, you can't fake the smell
They don't want it on the beat or acapell
When it's real you know its natural, I ain't gotta force it
You trying to front for the wrong crowd, you looking foul
Rich n***a problems, broke n***a choices
We ain't choose this shit my n***a
That shit chose us
Let me hear that
Writer: Keith Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid