Darius Isaiah - Richer Than Gold Lyrics

I spent a check out in Africa
Living spectacular, and I got some weed if you need it
I got your bitch coming after us
Her nigga her mad at us
See why I'm kinda conceited
I don't wanna do it
I don't gotta do it
Buddy...
But nigga just give me reason
Roberto Cavalli, get right for the season
Kill these niggas til not even breathing
I'm just a demon
All these suckas, sucking semen
Plotting, with the scheming
Lying for no reason
Niggas must be dreaming
Martin Luther kinging
Blind I cannot see em
Burn and kerocine em

I need to give em a breather
Back off for a moment...
Its getting harder for me just to find an oppenent
Cause they do not want it
I swear I'm blazing the scene up
Whenever I'm on it
Whenever I'm on it
She let me f*ck on her friend, like again and again
Because I was honest
Bigger Wallet, Bigger Profit
Girl, you know I got it
Going super sonic
Lost inside my closet
Drippin, like a faucet
Fake I don't acknowledge
Plus I keep a rocket
Right inside my pocket
(Bow)

This the fast life have you ever seen it
This the fast have you ever...

Plenty of hoes, plenty of dough, I'm rocking plenty of clothes
Richer than gold, can't get a hold
I'm losing all my control

This the fast life have you ever seen it...
This the fast life have you ever...
This the fast life have you ever...
Richer Than Gold, Can't Get a Hold, I'm Losing all my Control

Hating hard'll get you victimized
Be advised, you should pick a side
Takeoff on you like I'm Von Live
While you working on your part time
I just copped new corrella
I been plotting on you
Pulled up right up on you
Sheesh
I think it's best to inform ya
The chopper might change like transformer
Look at the top and the spoiler
(Aye)
She hop in she think I'm a spoil her
(Aye)
She say her man just annoy her
(Aye)
And I'm the man to enjoy her
(Aye)
Pussy wet, Tom Sawyer
Can I get a witness put it on my lawyer
I'm might just adore ya
Harder to ignore ya
Girl you outta order
Tryna make me spoil ya

I need to breathe for a lil...
Back off for minute
I'm just a demon, that's killing off all of you rappers
Til I'm feeling replenished

Tell your bitch, if I hit that your souls what I'm after
And then she diminish
Told lil shorty I'm tryna get right to the point
So you can get to the finish

This the fast life have you ever seen it
This the fast have you ever...

Plenty of hoes, plenty of dough, I'm rocking plenty of clothes
Richer than gold, can't get a hold
I'm losing all my control

This the fast life have you ever seen it...
This the fast life have you ever...
This the fast life have you ever...
Richer Than Gold, Can't Get a Hold, I'm Losing all my Control