Prodoughj - Get Rich Lyrics

(Yeah)
Black goddess with long hair
Like she Brazilian
(North)
(Yeah)

Gotta get rich
Ima get rich
I need the millions
(Yeah)
Black goddess with long hair
Like she Brazilian
(Yeah)
I just trade a couple goods
No I ain't dealing
If these cops tryna take me down
No I ain't squealing

You said that was ya mans
But he told on you
(Yeahh)
Hunnid grand so you thought
He never fold on you
(Yeah)
Working with the opps
Tell me it wasn't true
But this why
You don't let no one
Get close to you
Don't get caught lacking
Have that pole on you
If he tryna take yo life
Then you better shoot
(Yeah)
Cuz my mom can't get no call
That's what we not gone do
Go provide for my family
What im gonna do
I'm tryna wake up in a mansion
On the hills in Hamptons
If you go in my backyard
Its like you going camping
(Yeahh)
Shooting stars in the sky
You see them diamonds dancing
(Yeahh)
Take my loved ones out the hood
No we ain't taking chances
I'm getting gwap now
(Cash)
I'm getting lit
Got a new whip
I took the top down
(Rmm)
Let em get mad
Do what you do
Shit on the opps now
(Now)
Moved up from the block now
(Now)
No ducking the cops now
(Now)
I get alot now
(Now)

Gotta get rich
Ima get rich
I need the millions
(Yeah)
Black goddess with long hair
Like she Brazilian
(Yeah)
I just trade a couple goods
No I ain't dealing
If these cops tryna take me down
No I ain't squealing
Gotta get rich
Ima get rich
I need the millions
(Yeah)
Black goddess with long hair
Like she Brazilian
(Brazilian)
I just trade a couple goods
No I ain't dealing
If these cops tryna take me down
No I ain't squealing

I rep the 19121
You know i'm North Philly
(Ayye)
If you cant be down for the ride
How you gone spark with me
(Yeah)
I'm only loyal to who's loyal
That's the start with me
(Yeah)
I'll take the charge with my brother
He get caught with me
I teach my sons
To go do better
They my prodigies
(My Prodigies)
I had to treat they mother better
Give more honesty
(Yeah)
Cuz I cant trust these other hoes
They not honest to me
When the shit go hit the fan
Would you ride for me
Got money in the bank
We balling like the Lakers
(Yeahh)
Fashionova in ya closet
Now you getting paper
(Yeah)
We can get some new land
Tell me how many acres
(Yeah)
And I only f*ck with real
I dont f*ck with fakers
(Noo)
Product of our environment
That's what made us
(That's what made us )
Poverty then turned us to some chasers
(Yeahh)
Opps tryna kill us
Cuz they ain't us
(Bow)
Easy to understand
How they hate us
(They hate us)

Gotta get rich
Ima get rich
I need the millions
(Yeah)
Black goddess with long hair
Like she Brazilian
(Yeah)
I just trade a couple goods
No I ain't dealing
If these cops tryna take me down
No I ain't squealing
Gotta get rich
Ima get rich
I need the millions
(Yeah)
Black goddess with long hair
Like she Brazilian
(Yeah)
I just trade a couple goods
No I ain't dealing
If these cops tryna take me down
No I ain't squealing

(Yeah)
(Yeah)

Product of our environment
That's what made us
(That's what made us )
Poverty then turned us to some chasers
(Yeahh)
Opps tryna kill us
Cuz they ain't us
(Bow)
Easy to understand
How they hate us