Riches

I need em Riches
Came outta the jungle, not no trenches
Raised up in the church I'm still a Christian
I been putting work they wouldn't listen, now they listen
I'm on a mission
Retro Shaded frames correct my vision
Middle school I couldn't pay attention
Now I got Lil Baby in my mentions
Told my mama go pick out a mansion

Told my jeweller make sure that it's bussin
YEGMG I came from nothing
Now I'm rich they all say they my cousin
Want some work? It's cheaper by the dozen
Can't go 50/50 with no heffer
Lacin up my Nikes I'm a stepper
Mama told me always put that pressure
If we talking miles I go extra
I'm elite
I'm in the big leagues, used to sit up in the seats
I'm in Miami getting used to all the heat
I'm living fancy really started in the streets

I need em Riches
Came outta the jungle, not no trenches
Raised up in the church I'm still a Christian
I been putting work they wouldn't listen, now they listen
I'm on a mission
Retro Shaded frames correct my vision
Middle school I couldn't pay attention
Now I got Lil Baby in my mentions
Told my mama go pick out a mansion

Told my brother money don't mean nothing
But if he ain't got money best believe that I ain't fronting
I'm the nigga from the south side really started out with nothing
Came straight from the dirt and really got my city bumping
I got these labels at my doorstep
All I did was trust in the process
From the suburbs but I trapped in the projects
Never touching condoms only having raw sex
I'm a freak
I'm in her panties and I got her feeling weak
She screaming daddy while I'm pulling on her weave
She only loves me 'cuz my life look make believe

I need em Riches
Came outta the jungle, not no trenches
Raised up in the church I'm still a Christian
I been putting work they wouldn't listen, now they listen
I'm on a mission
Retro Shaded frames correct my vision
Middle school I couldn't pay attention
Now I got Lil Baby in my mentions
Told my mama go pick out a mansion



Credits
Writer(s): Clinton Jonah
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