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Yeah
Yeah, It's-It's its ya boy-it's ya boy, Rich Money
Ya dig
Yeah
Yeah
Aye
Took a long time for me to see the f*ckin truth
This World is not the same as I had thought back in my youth
Got-gotta work harder than the others just to prove
That you deserve it
That you done earned it
That you done learned it
You gotta break up out ya shell and live a lil
Cause being rich is what we want but it still ain't a deal
In America there's people struggling for a meal
I ain't tryna be another statistic
So I'm on a new mission
Tryna get to the riches
Never talking to snitches
On-only making these fixes
Tryna better my craft
All of y'all still ass
And your music is trash
I was tryna be supportive and go show you some love
But I'm tryna get bigger and I can't co-sign a dud
I know you finna flop
I know you'll never pop
That's why I'll never stop
Ima keep making these hits until they know I'm on the top
I got people that been telling me to take a f*cking break
But I cannot because I'm on the f*ckin grind to get this cake
I step up inside of the spot my watch is blinding all these fakes
They tryna get inside the bed with me, that's like sleeping wit snakes
I got girls that think they bad that think they boujee tryna flirt
Like a f*ckin NASCAR, I start my engine, then I skrt
And they talkin shit about me, got me dead I need a Hearst
I respond with all these verses and I take them all to church
I-I got people that been telling me to take a f*cking break
But I cannot because I'm on the f*ckin grind to get this cake
I step up inside of the spot my watch is blinding all these fakes
They tryna get inside the bed with me, that's like sleeping wit snakes
I got girls that think they bad that think they boujee tryna flirt
Like a f*ckin NASCAR, I start my engine, then I skrt
And they talkin shit about me, got me dead I need a Hearst
I respond with all these verses and I take them all to church
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Yeah
Yeah, It's-It's its ya boy-it's ya boy, Rich Money
Ya dig
Yeah
Yeah
Aye
Took a long time for me to see the f*ckin truth
This World is not the same as I had thought back in my youth
Got-gotta work harder than the others just to prove
That you deserve it
That you done earned it
That you done learned it
You gotta break up out ya shell and live a lil
Cause being rich is what we want but it still ain't a deal
In America there's people struggling for a meal
I ain't tryna be another statistic
So I'm on a new mission
Tryna get to the riches
Never talking to snitches
On-only making these fixes
Tryna better my craft
All of y'all still ass
And your music is trash
I was tryna be supportive and go show you some love
But I'm tryna get bigger and I can't co-sign a dud
I know you finna flop
I know you'll never pop
That's why I'll never stop
Ima keep making these hits until they know I'm on the top
I got people that been telling me to take a f*cking break
But I cannot because I'm on the f*ckin grind to get this cake
I step up inside of the spot my watch is blinding all these fakes
They tryna get inside the bed with me, that's like sleeping wit snakes
I got girls that think they bad that think they boujee tryna flirt
Like a f*ckin NASCAR, I start my engine, then I skrt
And they talkin shit about me, got me dead I need a Hearst
I respond with all these verses and I take them all to church
I-I got people that been telling me to take a f*cking break
But I cannot because I'm on the f*ckin grind to get this cake
I step up inside of the spot my watch is blinding all these fakes
They tryna get inside the bed with me, that's like sleeping wit snakes
I got girls that think they bad that think they boujee tryna flirt
Like a f*ckin NASCAR, I start my engine, then I skrt
And they talkin shit about me, got me dead I need a Hearst
I respond with all these verses and I take them all to church
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Writer: Christian Alvarado, Lucid Soundz, Richmond Rodriguez
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