Finally Rich

I'ma keep it a band all you niggas is fanned out
Ran up in his crib and that nigga ran out
Bands movement nigga we really stand out
At least i could say i never took any handouts
Like Im really on timing
Talking on the net had that nigga crying
Look at my neck nigga its really shining
He was texting my bitch so she really lined him

Like I could see why they mad
Turned to the streets grew up with no dad
Can't reminisce about some shit that you never had
But im doing good you don't gotta feel bad
I'll really shoot a nigga if he talk on the guys
Said he was smoking on bro but that nigga lied
Twenty three in my Ethikas don't even try
Don't even try nigga
You don't know half the shit that i been through
Niggas been snakes and y'all really see through
Been stabbed in my back better watch how they treat you
Grimey bitch
Can't believe that she really leaked you
Do not turn your back unless you trying to get whacked
Lotti got caught tried to run he got stabbed
Bet you can't trace it back any trigger i tapped
But if you wanna get back you know where im at
I pray that my niggas hold it down
Bad lil bitty throw it back and around
He got shot in his back watch him lay on the ground
Talk on my dead give him 200 rounds
I swear to god you get boomed for a text
You could get shot next
Couple years back picture me in the projects

I'ma keep it a band all you niggas is fanned out
Ran up in his crib and that nigga ran out
Bands movement nigga we really stand out
At least i could say i never took any handouts
Like Im really on timing
Talking on the net had that nigga crying
Look at my neck nigga its really shining
He was texting my bitch so she really lined him

Like word to my mother it's shoot or get shot
I'll pull the trigger give a fuck about a opp
Word to me this drilling won't never gon' stop
Everyday everywhere too many bodies done dropped
Word to my mother never stressing no bitch
Everybody your friend once you finally rich



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Writer(s): Ant Bands
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