Rags to Riches
Told my brother staydown
We gone get to them racks
Remember hitting the roads
Before I knew I could rap
Slept on floors
Where it's roaches we did it no cap
Get them hunnits for shows
Have em screamin who that
Rags to riches
This lifestyle I live ain't no cap
Stacked them hunnits
And blew it
We gone get it back
Maserati go fast
But I want that hell cat
My main bitch she be trippin
I put up with that
Now They tellin me sloww downn
Say I'm movin to fast
Now They tell me sloww down
Doing hot shit for that bag
Now they telling me slow down
I Did it when they said I can't
Now they telling me slow down
Did this shit bitch I'm the man
Northmiami nigga
Straight from the trenches
Where niggas do fraud
Fuck up jwets
Take a picture
I'm here for the moment
Might die for them digits
These balmains I rock Cost a band
Did I mention
I slept on the floor for some months
Dirty dishes
No food on the table
Shit gettin real vicious
My niggas was dying
I lost all my feelings
We tried to get even
Twone ended up sining
I pray every night
Asking god to forgive him
Gone bust down a rolley
No time for a clock
Thinking back on them days
Before kenzy got shot
Couple nights before
Twone let me hold on that glock
If fuck niggas want smoke
Then break down the weed
My niggas was poking shit
Couple thous a week
I never had spoke quick
I sit back and read
I'm Still screaming free my dawgs
Till my niggas free
Did this for Ken
Did this for y'all
We gone Shit on these niggas
Young thugga we ball
I want the bag
I need them racks
I been feening for money
I want it that's all
I won't cuff on ya bitch
Just gone fuck her that's
Tell ha throw that shit back like I'm punting the ball
Swear these niggas
Move shysty
Don't trust em at all
Did this shit by myself
This shit wasn't cause y'all
Told my brother staydown
We gone get to them racks
Remember hitting the roads
Before I knew I could rap
Slept on floors
Where it's roaches we did it no cap
Get them hunnits for shows
Have em screamin who that
Rags to riches
This lifestyle I live ain't no cap
Stacked them hunnits
And blew it
We gone get it back
Maserati go fast
But I want that hell cat
My main bitch she be trippin
I put up with that
Now They tellin me sloww downn
Say I'm movin to fast
Now They tell me sloww down
Doing hot shit for that bag
Now they telling me slow down
I Did it when they said I can't
Now they telling me slow down
Did this shit bitch I'm the man
Lil baby I'm drippin
She know that I'm drippin
I got me that sauce
I cop me a play
Run it up for a month
Then go straight to the mall
Tony Parker for the way that I Ball
Assist to my niggas
I'm breaking em off
Rubber bands on my dreads
They too long & im tall
I got spikes on my my feet
Bloody shoes
By the fall
Mafia nigga might cop me a stick
So many damn choices I can't even pick
Staystrap be the gang
And I can't never switch
134 shootas
My block looking lit
Couple niggas in prison
They call through the phone
Have em drippin I'm sauce
By the time they be home
Sippin henny rosea
Im a boss money long
Watch them copy the flow
Man these niggas my clones
Watch a nigga go prone
I Laylow in the back
I Don't do too much talking
No Pwess & no cap
Ima Zoe baby girl
Let me get in that sack
Like thief in the night
Pulling up in all black
Say these niggas all cat
Looking down on some pussies
Flex on em peons
I'm still just a rookie
Been stacking my cake
Been getting my cookies
Been betting my chips
Like I'm hitting off bookies
Told my brother staydown
We gone get to them racks
Remember hitting the roads
Before I knew I could rap
Slept on floors
Where it's roaches we did it no cap
Get them hunnits for shows
Have em screamin who that
Rags to riches
This lifestyle I live ain't no cap
Stacked them hunnits
And blew it
We gone get it back
Maserati go fast
But I want that hell cat
My main bitch she be trippin
I put up with that
Now They tellin me sloww downn
Say I'm movin to fast
Now They tell me sloww down
Doing hot shit for that bag
Now they telling me slow down
I Did it when they said I can't
Now they telling me slow down
Did this shit bitch I'm the man
We gone get to them racks
Remember hitting the roads
Before I knew I could rap
Slept on floors
Where it's roaches we did it no cap
Get them hunnits for shows
Have em screamin who that
Rags to riches
This lifestyle I live ain't no cap
Stacked them hunnits
And blew it
We gone get it back
Maserati go fast
But I want that hell cat
My main bitch she be trippin
I put up with that
Now They tellin me sloww downn
Say I'm movin to fast
Now They tell me sloww down
Doing hot shit for that bag
Now they telling me slow down
I Did it when they said I can't
Now they telling me slow down
Did this shit bitch I'm the man
Northmiami nigga
Straight from the trenches
Where niggas do fraud
Fuck up jwets
Take a picture
I'm here for the moment
Might die for them digits
These balmains I rock Cost a band
Did I mention
I slept on the floor for some months
Dirty dishes
No food on the table
Shit gettin real vicious
My niggas was dying
I lost all my feelings
We tried to get even
Twone ended up sining
I pray every night
Asking god to forgive him
Gone bust down a rolley
No time for a clock
Thinking back on them days
Before kenzy got shot
Couple nights before
Twone let me hold on that glock
If fuck niggas want smoke
Then break down the weed
My niggas was poking shit
Couple thous a week
I never had spoke quick
I sit back and read
I'm Still screaming free my dawgs
Till my niggas free
Did this for Ken
Did this for y'all
We gone Shit on these niggas
Young thugga we ball
I want the bag
I need them racks
I been feening for money
I want it that's all
I won't cuff on ya bitch
Just gone fuck her that's
Tell ha throw that shit back like I'm punting the ball
Swear these niggas
Move shysty
Don't trust em at all
Did this shit by myself
This shit wasn't cause y'all
Told my brother staydown
We gone get to them racks
Remember hitting the roads
Before I knew I could rap
Slept on floors
Where it's roaches we did it no cap
Get them hunnits for shows
Have em screamin who that
Rags to riches
This lifestyle I live ain't no cap
Stacked them hunnits
And blew it
We gone get it back
Maserati go fast
But I want that hell cat
My main bitch she be trippin
I put up with that
Now They tellin me sloww downn
Say I'm movin to fast
Now They tell me sloww down
Doing hot shit for that bag
Now they telling me slow down
I Did it when they said I can't
Now they telling me slow down
Did this shit bitch I'm the man
Lil baby I'm drippin
She know that I'm drippin
I got me that sauce
I cop me a play
Run it up for a month
Then go straight to the mall
Tony Parker for the way that I Ball
Assist to my niggas
I'm breaking em off
Rubber bands on my dreads
They too long & im tall
I got spikes on my my feet
Bloody shoes
By the fall
Mafia nigga might cop me a stick
So many damn choices I can't even pick
Staystrap be the gang
And I can't never switch
134 shootas
My block looking lit
Couple niggas in prison
They call through the phone
Have em drippin I'm sauce
By the time they be home
Sippin henny rosea
Im a boss money long
Watch them copy the flow
Man these niggas my clones
Watch a nigga go prone
I Laylow in the back
I Don't do too much talking
No Pwess & no cap
Ima Zoe baby girl
Let me get in that sack
Like thief in the night
Pulling up in all black
Say these niggas all cat
Looking down on some pussies
Flex on em peons
I'm still just a rookie
Been stacking my cake
Been getting my cookies
Been betting my chips
Like I'm hitting off bookies
Told my brother staydown
We gone get to them racks
Remember hitting the roads
Before I knew I could rap
Slept on floors
Where it's roaches we did it no cap
Get them hunnits for shows
Have em screamin who that
Rags to riches
This lifestyle I live ain't no cap
Stacked them hunnits
And blew it
We gone get it back
Maserati go fast
But I want that hell cat
My main bitch she be trippin
I put up with that
Now They tellin me sloww downn
Say I'm movin to fast
Now They tell me sloww down
Doing hot shit for that bag
Now they telling me slow down
I Did it when they said I can't
Now they telling me slow down
Did this shit bitch I'm the man
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