Rich
Yea
Yea Yea
JD yuh
Aye
Yea
Tryna get rich
30 that wrist
Gucci the kicks, skirt in the whip, ballin like swish
Now they all wanna be my bro
Chasing that bag on the low
Shorty in love with my flow
I swear I been on a roll
I knew I would blow since a kid
Keep on grinding hard till I'm rich
Ballin hard, I be in the gym
Calling hard, money coming in
I know Imma get it gotta go
Now a Im really out here doing shows
Now they copy pasting like a clone
Now they always blowing up my phone
Now they always blowing up my jack
In my Dm hit me on the snap
Niggas they aint ever have my back
Now they talking bout they wanna rap
I gotta dream like I'm king
Solo ain't came with no team
Shorty she came for the cream
She must be off of the lean
I don't got time
Niggas be slime
they telling lie after lie
Shorty a dime
But she don't ride
She must be thinking I'm blind
Be on my lone
Gotta stay low
Niggas don't want me to blow
I gotta go
We can't be close
You niggas really ain't bro
I be in drive I hit the gas no ain't no cruising
Can't waste no time I get right too it ain't no losing
I ain't open stay closed like a can
All these people thats hating they fans
And my music so hot give em tans
I go high up don't think Imma land
Yea, gotta boss up get the cash right
All these niggas hatin give me bad vibes
Gotta few people thats standing right by me
Tryna get money my waist on Versace
Even the under Im rocking the Tommy
I be so low that these niggas can't find me
They talking to me but I swear that we ain't friends
These people doubted now they see me going in
I got love for the people that show
And I got love for the people that don't cause Im
Tryna get rich
30 that wrist
Gucci the kicks, skirt in the whip, ballin like swish
Now they all wanna be my bro
Chasing that bag on the low
Shorty in love with my flow
I swear I been on a roll
I knew I would blow since a kid
Keep on grinding hard till I'm rich
Ballin hard, I be in the gym
Calling hard, money coming in
I know Imma get it gotta go
Now a Im really out here doing shows
Now they copy pasting like a clone
Now they always blowing up my phone
Yea Yea
JD yuh
Aye
Yea
Tryna get rich
30 that wrist
Gucci the kicks, skirt in the whip, ballin like swish
Now they all wanna be my bro
Chasing that bag on the low
Shorty in love with my flow
I swear I been on a roll
I knew I would blow since a kid
Keep on grinding hard till I'm rich
Ballin hard, I be in the gym
Calling hard, money coming in
I know Imma get it gotta go
Now a Im really out here doing shows
Now they copy pasting like a clone
Now they always blowing up my phone
Now they always blowing up my jack
In my Dm hit me on the snap
Niggas they aint ever have my back
Now they talking bout they wanna rap
I gotta dream like I'm king
Solo ain't came with no team
Shorty she came for the cream
She must be off of the lean
I don't got time
Niggas be slime
they telling lie after lie
Shorty a dime
But she don't ride
She must be thinking I'm blind
Be on my lone
Gotta stay low
Niggas don't want me to blow
I gotta go
We can't be close
You niggas really ain't bro
I be in drive I hit the gas no ain't no cruising
Can't waste no time I get right too it ain't no losing
I ain't open stay closed like a can
All these people thats hating they fans
And my music so hot give em tans
I go high up don't think Imma land
Yea, gotta boss up get the cash right
All these niggas hatin give me bad vibes
Gotta few people thats standing right by me
Tryna get money my waist on Versace
Even the under Im rocking the Tommy
I be so low that these niggas can't find me
They talking to me but I swear that we ain't friends
These people doubted now they see me going in
I got love for the people that show
And I got love for the people that don't cause Im
Tryna get rich
30 that wrist
Gucci the kicks, skirt in the whip, ballin like swish
Now they all wanna be my bro
Chasing that bag on the low
Shorty in love with my flow
I swear I been on a roll
I knew I would blow since a kid
Keep on grinding hard till I'm rich
Ballin hard, I be in the gym
Calling hard, money coming in
I know Imma get it gotta go
Now a Im really out here doing shows
Now they copy pasting like a clone
Now they always blowing up my phone
Credits
Writer(s): Jd Ballin
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