Rags 2 Riches
Ey let me tell you bout the (yeah yeah)
Came from the trenches went from (Pvcify with the...)
They never believed me but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, im gon be a millionaire (Rizky)
Ey let me tell you bout the life that we livin
Came from the trenches went from rags to riches
My bro's in jail and I pray that they free him
Man i've been sinning hoping god forgives me
They never believed me, but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, i'm gon be a millionaire
Told my mama we gon make it out of here
Dreaming bout some better days
Jeg vikke engang wake up
Nå for tiden i've been running out of love
I'm heartless I don't know how to trust
Min bror er bak muren and it's kinda tough
Nå en neger mover lowkey, they broke me
Folk her tror they know me, they not my homie yeah yeah
Thats why I got it on me yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
They better know that we don't play around
When the boys in town
Niggas on my block they make them pagans drown
So you better cool it down
Rundt her ikke snakk, gjør din ting, gå inn hardt eller forsvinn
Bruker shades nå for tiden fordi lægs gjør deg blind
I know vi ekke' perfect
Men tronen we deserve it
Ey let me tell you bout the life that we livin
Came from the trenches went from rags to riches
My bro's in jail and I pray that they free him
Man i've been sinning hoping god forgives me
They never believed me, but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, i'm gon be a millionaire
Told my mama we gon make it out of here
I ain't gon lie, lord knows I miss my dargie
Came from the bottom only go getters around me
For mange slanger oppi gresset det er farlig
Men jeg kom meg ut av hooden and that's all me
Now i'm balling
All my niggas active to the morning
Fuck a 9-5 vi går all inn
Rizky får det til while niggas stalling
Yeah
Meg og B's and bout that drama
Who gives a F bout your baby mama
Catch oss på studio eller i gata
Folka jakter opps, men vi jakter para
Du ser meg med min brodie
Hold it down for life for det er min partna mm yeah yeah
Lil mama alltid on me
Told her fuck around might take you O.T mm yeah yeah
Ey let me tell you bout the life that we livin
Came from the trenches went from rags to riches
My bro's in jail and I pray that they free him
Man i've been sinning hoping god forgives me
They never believed me, but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, i'm gon be a millionaire
Told my mama we gon make it out of here
Came from the trenches went from (Pvcify with the...)
They never believed me but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, im gon be a millionaire (Rizky)
Ey let me tell you bout the life that we livin
Came from the trenches went from rags to riches
My bro's in jail and I pray that they free him
Man i've been sinning hoping god forgives me
They never believed me, but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, i'm gon be a millionaire
Told my mama we gon make it out of here
Dreaming bout some better days
Jeg vikke engang wake up
Nå for tiden i've been running out of love
I'm heartless I don't know how to trust
Min bror er bak muren and it's kinda tough
Nå en neger mover lowkey, they broke me
Folk her tror they know me, they not my homie yeah yeah
Thats why I got it on me yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
They better know that we don't play around
When the boys in town
Niggas on my block they make them pagans drown
So you better cool it down
Rundt her ikke snakk, gjør din ting, gå inn hardt eller forsvinn
Bruker shades nå for tiden fordi lægs gjør deg blind
I know vi ekke' perfect
Men tronen we deserve it
Ey let me tell you bout the life that we livin
Came from the trenches went from rags to riches
My bro's in jail and I pray that they free him
Man i've been sinning hoping god forgives me
They never believed me, but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, i'm gon be a millionaire
Told my mama we gon make it out of here
I ain't gon lie, lord knows I miss my dargie
Came from the bottom only go getters around me
For mange slanger oppi gresset det er farlig
Men jeg kom meg ut av hooden and that's all me
Now i'm balling
All my niggas active to the morning
Fuck a 9-5 vi går all inn
Rizky får det til while niggas stalling
Yeah
Meg og B's and bout that drama
Who gives a F bout your baby mama
Catch oss på studio eller i gata
Folka jakter opps, men vi jakter para
Du ser meg med min brodie
Hold it down for life for det er min partna mm yeah yeah
Lil mama alltid on me
Told her fuck around might take you O.T mm yeah yeah
Ey let me tell you bout the life that we livin
Came from the trenches went from rags to riches
My bro's in jail and I pray that they free him
Man i've been sinning hoping god forgives me
They never believed me, but now I get paid yeah yeah yeah
Now I get paid yeah yeah, i'm gon be a millionaire
Told my mama we gon make it out of here
Credits
Writer(s): Edirissa Assan Kah, Mass Ousainou Kah, Ardijan Sopi, Ousu Leigh, Eyoab Yemane
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