[Verse 1 – RJ:]
Huhh look
n***as rap rich but I been broke
Last night I had a dream bout a kicked doe’
I used to cross state lines just to get dope
Wanna press my line gotta fish for it
I’m all alone in a crowd don’t touch me, smoking I’m frustrated
Lie to my girl & she bring it up months later
Nah I ain’t a ho I just crush a lot
Ball soft re rock til’ I whip the watch
Mustard hit me from the yacht drunk laughing at chop
They said it’s grind time a gang of n***as want yo spot
Look, a gang of these new n***as wanna be Pac
That’s why a gang of these lil’ n***as gone get shot
It’s hard to grow up
n***as ain’t f**ing with you so what
Sit yo a** down get ya dough up
I don’t ever judge with my nose up
I’m a blow uppppppp, Oooooh about money on that note
b**h I’m 100 to the point you get taxed for it
If I ever need ya hand I’ll ask for it, until then I’m a be on my sh** like
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Ooooooooohh ooohh ooh, I’m a get rich on you
And I’m a be richer than you, I’m a get rich like
Oooooohh ooohh ooh, I’m a get rich on you, and I’m a be richer than you, cause I’m on my sh** like…
[Verse 2 – IamSu!:]
Ooooh Ooooh Ooh, I’m a be richer than you
Two or three b**hes came through, I’m tryna f** something
I told her back back it up for a Young G
Remember hoes used to call a n***a ugly
Two chains on mouth full of gold teeth
OG Chiefed up, try me n’ get creased up
Couldn’t make the cut even with a knife on
So bad had to hit it with the lights on
Body like a stallion, I’m finna take her home
She told me keep that sh** a secret, just for me to know
She got an a** so fat I gotta hold that
I’m a throw this money on it no tax
You can quote that, sign sincerely yours
I swear I grind all the time make me need it more
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[Verse 3 – Choice:]
And we never going back so I know it’s clear
Call the teller her every night so I know it’s there
Only find truth in your account and in your mirror
Counting checks cause I’m deaf n***a Kobe stare
Ooh the p**y so tight I had to claim her
Got yo deal on yo side fail call Kramer
Danger, dying is cheap living ain’t free
n***as is cool but n***as ain’t me
AP whippin’ the jury til the court come
Get to the millions as a civilian gotta be worth something
I only like b**hes who go and find b**hes they all getting fined even when they find b**hes
10 Summers like a motherf**ing shy sentence
You ain’t getting business girl stay out my business
Why would they sit and ignore calls from n***as
Don’t call us back or broke richer than all y’all n***as it’s Razor…
[Chorus x2]