Risk Taking
Azeez, Azeez
Yeah, ay, yeah
One day we'll be rich
One day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
Yeah, niggas ain't want to believe 'til it all makes sense
Tryin' to tell y'all
One day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, one day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Uh, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
And the liquor don't take away pain from ones I miss
Tryin' to tell y'all one day
One day we gon' be rich
Told nigga pay me no mind
Don't tell me unless you want my kids
When you can't have my kids, can't see how I live
Top down in my weave
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend? (Uh)
Try to leave the past behind me
Constantly I get reminded this shit fake (this shit fake)
I don't really got the time, and kickin' rhymes and bein' nostalgic
This shit cray
Second niggas pack up washin'
Pinchin' pockets out of pocket
They don't really know
Ric Flair when I hit a figure (four)
Kick, push on my way to the liquor store
Got a label pressed, when that album coming
Living like I am not running out of money
All smiles here, this shit ain't nothing funny
I got dark days, but it's still sunny
In the palm trees, I have snow bunnies
Got my old tings, think I owe somethin'
In New Orleans, I been road runnin'
In New Orleans, I got no stuntin'
Yeah
Screaming "Lord please, I'm a born sinner"
Granny died and that shit was hard for me
Mama crying every time she calling me
I just hope she opens Heaven's doors for me
Save a plate for me, say some grace for me
It was more than the paper chase for me, yeah, yeah
One day we'll be rich
One day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
Yeah, niggas ain't want to believe 'til it all makes sense
Tryin' to tell y'all
One day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, one day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Uh, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
And the liquor don't take away pain from ones I miss
Tryin' to tell y'all one day
One day we gon' be rich
Told nigga pay me no mind
Don't tell me unless you want my kids
When you can't have my kids, can't see how I live
Top down in my weave
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend?
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend?
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend?
Yeah, ay, yeah
One day we'll be rich
One day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
Yeah, niggas ain't want to believe 'til it all makes sense
Tryin' to tell y'all
One day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, one day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Uh, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
And the liquor don't take away pain from ones I miss
Tryin' to tell y'all one day
One day we gon' be rich
Told nigga pay me no mind
Don't tell me unless you want my kids
When you can't have my kids, can't see how I live
Top down in my weave
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend? (Uh)
Try to leave the past behind me
Constantly I get reminded this shit fake (this shit fake)
I don't really got the time, and kickin' rhymes and bein' nostalgic
This shit cray
Second niggas pack up washin'
Pinchin' pockets out of pocket
They don't really know
Ric Flair when I hit a figure (four)
Kick, push on my way to the liquor store
Got a label pressed, when that album coming
Living like I am not running out of money
All smiles here, this shit ain't nothing funny
I got dark days, but it's still sunny
In the palm trees, I have snow bunnies
Got my old tings, think I owe somethin'
In New Orleans, I been road runnin'
In New Orleans, I got no stuntin'
Yeah
Screaming "Lord please, I'm a born sinner"
Granny died and that shit was hard for me
Mama crying every time she calling me
I just hope she opens Heaven's doors for me
Save a plate for me, say some grace for me
It was more than the paper chase for me, yeah, yeah
One day we'll be rich
One day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
Yeah, niggas ain't want to believe 'til it all makes sense
Tryin' to tell y'all
One day, one day we'll be rich
Yeah, one day, one day, one day we'll be rich
Uh, life get hard but it's all 'bout takin' that risk
And the liquor don't take away pain from ones I miss
Tryin' to tell y'all one day
One day we gon' be rich
Told nigga pay me no mind
Don't tell me unless you want my kids
When you can't have my kids, can't see how I live
Top down in my weave
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend?
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend?
You ain't tryna make no money with a nigga
Why you tryna come around and spend?
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Writer(s): Abdul Aziz Dieng, Jahmarie Wishart Adams
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