When I'm Rich (feat. Big Ace)
Even when I'm rich
Imma still grind like I'm broke
Imma still grind like I'm broke
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Watch me work my wrist like I be whippin da coke
Let her roll a zip ain't talkin bout area codes
He was talkin shit now he gotta bury his folks
I got that drip like a cold
I drop a stack for da coat
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Can't trust em im moving alone
I might get rich off my notes
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Everyday I be grinding like I'm broke
Money on mind I'm focused on the dough
Where would you be if it wasn't for your bro's?
KV be trappin out the VLone
Poppin the scrips I call up Lul Phone
If you owe me some money I'm knocking down your door
I'm on the road need a band for a show
All this money throw a band on your hoe
Bad bitch with me she a stripper
On the O-side serving dippers
Out on the rip with some Gucci slippers
Got this money to make I'm so focused on the plan
Never satisfied till I'm popping rubber bands
Devil in a red dress make her do her dance
I got some shooters they going super saiyan
And you got some shooters they doing what they can
All these niggas they be low lifers
These niggas be no fighters
You not a trap nigga you just a good writer
But who is the nigga really ghostwriting?
They call me Obama you just Joe Biden
They say you can rap but you just flow biting
I'm king Poseidon grab the trident
Draco chew you up and spit you out like some trident
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Watch me work my wrist like I be whippin da coke
Let her roll a zip ain't talkin bout area codes
He was talkin shit now he gotta bury his folks
I got that drip like a cold
I drop a stack for da coat
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Can't trust em im moving alone
Imma get rich off my notes
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
I am that nigga they know it
Don't tell me you love me just show it
I count it up then I blow it
I stack it up then I throw it
I can tell you a fraud it's so easy to see
Keep a toothpick in my teeth for the beef
I get on beats and turn into a beast
Better watch out cause Devo got the heat
He let it blow like a tropical breeze
Imma get rich then we all gotta eat
Paid for her nails and I paid for her feet
She buss it open I love me a freak
I'm flexin I'm flexin like I'm Johnny Bravo
Step on the scene like I just won the lotto
I set the trends that my enemies follow
Keep a bad bitch and a Hennessy bottle
We drink the Henny and fuck till tomorrow
Don't want the pussy if she ain't gon swallow
We doin shit you see on grand theft auto
You flexing with shit that you know that you borrowed
Imma cop Fendi don't want Ferragamo
You talkin shit and we sendin out hollows
I cannot wait till my money colossal
Your circle be full of squares like it's a waffle
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Watch me work my wrist like I be whippin da coke
Let her roll a zip ain't talkin bout area codes
He was talkin shit now he gotta bury his folks
I got that drip like a cold
I drop a stack for da coat
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Can't trust em im moving alone
Imma get rich off my notes
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Imma still grind like I'm broke
Imma still grind like I'm broke
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Watch me work my wrist like I be whippin da coke
Let her roll a zip ain't talkin bout area codes
He was talkin shit now he gotta bury his folks
I got that drip like a cold
I drop a stack for da coat
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Can't trust em im moving alone
I might get rich off my notes
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Everyday I be grinding like I'm broke
Money on mind I'm focused on the dough
Where would you be if it wasn't for your bro's?
KV be trappin out the VLone
Poppin the scrips I call up Lul Phone
If you owe me some money I'm knocking down your door
I'm on the road need a band for a show
All this money throw a band on your hoe
Bad bitch with me she a stripper
On the O-side serving dippers
Out on the rip with some Gucci slippers
Got this money to make I'm so focused on the plan
Never satisfied till I'm popping rubber bands
Devil in a red dress make her do her dance
I got some shooters they going super saiyan
And you got some shooters they doing what they can
All these niggas they be low lifers
These niggas be no fighters
You not a trap nigga you just a good writer
But who is the nigga really ghostwriting?
They call me Obama you just Joe Biden
They say you can rap but you just flow biting
I'm king Poseidon grab the trident
Draco chew you up and spit you out like some trident
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Watch me work my wrist like I be whippin da coke
Let her roll a zip ain't talkin bout area codes
He was talkin shit now he gotta bury his folks
I got that drip like a cold
I drop a stack for da coat
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Can't trust em im moving alone
Imma get rich off my notes
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
I am that nigga they know it
Don't tell me you love me just show it
I count it up then I blow it
I stack it up then I throw it
I can tell you a fraud it's so easy to see
Keep a toothpick in my teeth for the beef
I get on beats and turn into a beast
Better watch out cause Devo got the heat
He let it blow like a tropical breeze
Imma get rich then we all gotta eat
Paid for her nails and I paid for her feet
She buss it open I love me a freak
I'm flexin I'm flexin like I'm Johnny Bravo
Step on the scene like I just won the lotto
I set the trends that my enemies follow
Keep a bad bitch and a Hennessy bottle
We drink the Henny and fuck till tomorrow
Don't want the pussy if she ain't gon swallow
We doin shit you see on grand theft auto
You flexing with shit that you know that you borrowed
Imma cop Fendi don't want Ferragamo
You talkin shit and we sendin out hollows
I cannot wait till my money colossal
Your circle be full of squares like it's a waffle
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Watch me work my wrist like I be whippin da coke
Let her roll a zip ain't talkin bout area codes
He was talkin shit now he gotta bury his folks
I got that drip like a cold
I drop a stack for da coat
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Can't trust em im moving alone
Imma get rich off my notes
Even when I'm rich
I'mma still grind like I'm broke
Credits
Writer(s): Kris Vercetti
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