Rags To Riches

Rags to riches, from the trenches
Life over money, life expensive
Living luxury, my incentive
No thuggery, that's impressive

Rags to riches, from the trenches
Life over money, life expensive
Living luxury, my incentive
No thuggery, that's impressive

Getting blue checks, none of them fucking bounced
Im set Nigga, hella zeros in my account
Used to be empty, nigga it wasn't fun
No worries, even starring at a loaded gun
Stack up some ones, do it right my nigga
I got the funds, for the whole fucking night my nigga
My money floods, I'm explosive like cordite my nigga
So cold I'm ab, frostbite my nigga
won't come over bitch, if your head ain't right
If it was I'd be there every fucking night
In her bed sleeping air motherfucking tight

Rags to riches, from the trenches
Life over money, life expensive
Living luxury, my incentive
No thuggery, that's impressive

Getting riches, buying benzes
Pick up your britches, look through my lenses
My life is destine, no small intestine
I wear my vest in, I learned my lessons
Life's a blessing, not a lucky seven
Start investing, like a obsession
We got depression, and it's progressing
Calling up my shrink, I need a session
Blocking all the haters, leave they ass on pending
Open him up like Im a attending
I'm always real, nigga never fucking pretending
I'm waiting for my happy fucking ending

Rags to riches, from the trenches
Life over money, life expensive
Living luxury, my incentive
No thuggery, that's impressive