#RichAf
Yea aye
Dee Rack$ on the track
Sound like producer shit
If it ain't money it do not appeal
I just imagined it then it appeared
Some of you niggas still chasing a deal
Some of you niggas won't make it for real
Life's about balance I take and I give
Couple of racks and I'll make it a mill
My niggas we eating so fuck how you feel
I don't sit and wait for my plate to get filled
I hopped in the whip and I shifted the gears
I'm on the hustle I do this for real
Don't fuck with no opp cuz them niggas get killed
How you never die but you still never lived
Heart of a lion but turn to gazelle
And float on you niggas like I'm on a sail
Shit I want my royalties all in the mail
Free all my family that's still in the cell
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
Foot on the gas and I will never yield
I know it's some people that's wishing me well
Pray for these niggas I'm giving them hell
I got this on lock and ain't breaking the seal
If you're an opp I pray that shit gets revealed
Smoke on some shit got me slow like a snail
Nigga get fresh and I drip like a whale (Well)
Promise I got it just follow the trail
I sip from my cup like I sip from the grail
I'm feeling so holy while breaking some bread
It's about what you did it ain't about what you said
Body this shit, got me thinking ahead (A head)
Hold it in place like a fucking barrette
Hop out the bed and I'm chasing a check
I get respect and I'm just a cadet
You giving your best and I'm still unimpressed
Do this because most of my people are oppressed
Do anything just to see them progress
Gotta thank God cuz I've truly been blessed
Get what you want but you gotta invest
Focused my hustle I couldn't do less
Cherish the shit that I'm trying to protect
I am not perfect I live in the flesh
Bury the shit that I'm trying to repress
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup,
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
They gassing you niggas like automobiles
Can't deal with you niggas not even a lil
I sit at a palace atop of the hill
I got the drive like a hand on the wheel
I'm really authentic I keep it sincere
Niggas be feeling my shit like it's braille
I get my chips then I dip like rotel
I come from the bottom and taking the stairs
Can't build up you niggas I'm building myself
If I show you love I don't do it for health
I really need all of my people aware
If I say I'll do it my nigga I'm there
I'm tryna make enough money to share
Give what I can if I got to spare
Working on my generational wealth
Ain't nobody helped me I'll do it myself
Make the plans and I'm taking the steps
Can't go back and forth I ain't wasting my breath
I put in the work if I do nothing else
Niggas slip up and get played to the left
If you ain't solid you're playing yourself
Keep it official like I am a ref
I'm cooking up beats nigga I am a chef
I'm tryna get plaques I can sit on the shelf
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup,
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
I'm out of your league you cannot contend
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
Dee Rack$ on the track
Sound like producer shit
If it ain't money it do not appeal
I just imagined it then it appeared
Some of you niggas still chasing a deal
Some of you niggas won't make it for real
Life's about balance I take and I give
Couple of racks and I'll make it a mill
My niggas we eating so fuck how you feel
I don't sit and wait for my plate to get filled
I hopped in the whip and I shifted the gears
I'm on the hustle I do this for real
Don't fuck with no opp cuz them niggas get killed
How you never die but you still never lived
Heart of a lion but turn to gazelle
And float on you niggas like I'm on a sail
Shit I want my royalties all in the mail
Free all my family that's still in the cell
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
Foot on the gas and I will never yield
I know it's some people that's wishing me well
Pray for these niggas I'm giving them hell
I got this on lock and ain't breaking the seal
If you're an opp I pray that shit gets revealed
Smoke on some shit got me slow like a snail
Nigga get fresh and I drip like a whale (Well)
Promise I got it just follow the trail
I sip from my cup like I sip from the grail
I'm feeling so holy while breaking some bread
It's about what you did it ain't about what you said
Body this shit, got me thinking ahead (A head)
Hold it in place like a fucking barrette
Hop out the bed and I'm chasing a check
I get respect and I'm just a cadet
You giving your best and I'm still unimpressed
Do this because most of my people are oppressed
Do anything just to see them progress
Gotta thank God cuz I've truly been blessed
Get what you want but you gotta invest
Focused my hustle I couldn't do less
Cherish the shit that I'm trying to protect
I am not perfect I live in the flesh
Bury the shit that I'm trying to repress
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup,
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
They gassing you niggas like automobiles
Can't deal with you niggas not even a lil
I sit at a palace atop of the hill
I got the drive like a hand on the wheel
I'm really authentic I keep it sincere
Niggas be feeling my shit like it's braille
I get my chips then I dip like rotel
I come from the bottom and taking the stairs
Can't build up you niggas I'm building myself
If I show you love I don't do it for health
I really need all of my people aware
If I say I'll do it my nigga I'm there
I'm tryna make enough money to share
Give what I can if I got to spare
Working on my generational wealth
Ain't nobody helped me I'll do it myself
Make the plans and I'm taking the steps
Can't go back and forth I ain't wasting my breath
I put in the work if I do nothing else
Niggas slip up and get played to the left
If you ain't solid you're playing yourself
Keep it official like I am a ref
I'm cooking up beats nigga I am a chef
I'm tryna get plaques I can sit on the shelf
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup,
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
I'm out of your league you cannot contend
Can't fuck with the opps
We lit, It's up
Wassup
I'm tryna get rich as fuck
Can't fuck with my steez
I'm locked, I'm in
I'm outta your league you cannot contend
It's hot, It's dope
It's pots and pans
We lit, It's up
Wassup for real
I'm on the way
I'm on the way
I'm tryna get rich as fuck for real
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