Griffin Bars - Ari Gold Lyrics

Ditchin' outta school
I was stupid, i was truant
Now you speaking bout some business
Bitch you know I speak it fluent
I'ma rising f*ckin star
You should probably read into it
If you go and ask around
They say Griffin he gon' do it
Million broken dreams
For every rarri sold
Give a f*ck about your feelings bitch
On my Ari Gold
There's a Million broken dreams
For every rarri sold
Give a f*ck about your feelings bitch
On my Ari Gold
Bossed the f*ck up
Whatchu know about me
Iced the f*ck out
Shoulda been a goalie
Shoot my shot with these labels
Now they screaming out Kobe
Don't talk about the money
I prefer that you show me
Addicted to the paper
Yo it got me going manic
Now that things are taking off
Yo its almost like i planned it
High as f*cking hell
Yo it feel like outter space
Hired me a lawyer
He beat the f*ck up out the case
Needed me some killers
Hired them as well
Bought em all big guns
Hollow f*cking shells
Doing big things
Bitch you already know
Half a f*cking pound
That's a heavy bag of blow
Ten years deep
With many days to go
Chase a f*cking check
I won't ever chase a hoe
Going f*cking crazy
Certain place and a time
But money buys you happiness
You'll never change my mind
Ditchin' outta school
I was stupid, i was truent
Now you speaking bout some business
Bitch you know i speak it fluent
I'ma rising f*ckin star
You should probably read into it
If you go and ask around
They say Griffin he gon' do it
Million broken dreams
For every rarri sold
Give a f*ck about your feelings bitch
On my Ari Gold
There's a Million broken dreams
For every rarri sold
Give a f*ck about your feelings bitch
On my Ari Gold
Rapper with a voice
Blessed to have my story told
Bitch you do it for the gram
Now i do it for the gold
So these people fall in love
Then they claim it and they bang it
Now that's five hundred thousand
You can frame it up and hang it
Say you shouldn't f*ck your fans
Better question why
Cuse its so f*cking fun
Watching all you bitches try
Hating on the bars
Wish they all would just die
Its a small f*cking pond
Still ain't no fish to fry
Dead by twenty one
But i'm here at twenty two
All my bitches bad
And my money stay blue
Knows how to party
When her nose is bloody too
Bitch i'm forty stories up
Man what a f*cking view
Meet me at the top
Yo I swear i'm coming thru
Smoking on this weed
Don't know where i'm running to
Went and took an L
Thought i'd try some new
While you sit and pay attention
Why don't ya f*cking buy something too
Ditchin' outta school
I was stupid, i was truent
Now you speaking bout some business
Bitch you know I speak it fluent
I'ma rising f*ckin star
You should probably read into it
If you go and ask around
They say Griffin he gon' do it
Million broken dreams
For every rarri sold
Give a f*ck about your feelings bitch
On my Ari Gold
There's a Million broken dreams
For every rarri sold
Give a f*ck about your feelings bitch
On my Ari Gold