Rich or Die Tryin

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I just hit my connect for a front I needed a QP
Only needed a quick flip nigga handed me two Ps
Said I'd hit him in three days
Nigga told me it's cool Cz
Just hit me when you get right homie you know we Gucci
Respect gon get you farther than any money you find
And you word gon hold stronger than any luck you combined
Count my blessings cuz I could've been sitting' lonely confined
For various felony crimes me and homies done tried
They wonder why I don't talk much
All of these violent thoughts start to wash up
Rarely a drive by in my city it's mostly walk ups
Fuckin around get ya eyes dotted trynna cross us
We took them risks knowing exactly what it cost us
Dirtyed our kicks running in back of them apartments
For them dead presidents niggas put splatters on the conscious
Wouldn't turn my back on my brothers no matter what the offer
Before I lay down Ill bring battle to monster
I'll get rich or die trying nigga

All I ever needed was a team and digital scale
Break down the package bang the Jack and deliver the sale
Won't catch me speaking on a smack
I keep this piece tucked in my jacket
If police get on my back got to dip on tail
Promise you I never met a dollar I had beef with
Cuz presidents ain't never give a fuck about no street shit
Linked with the swiper all I hear about is pieces
Heard the homie out here pimpin all he care about is treshes
Soft wrapped in plastic like Reese's
Just hoping they don't pull over the V
Five percent tinted the whip they'll never now it was me
Bro got the prices for the low he'll never fold on a P
Told me if rapping did work he's back to ordering key
That's how we living in this cold world
Got the drop on you from ya old girl
And all I had to do was make her toes curl
Don't trust niggas so it's fuck niggas how I feel
Never dumb niggas try ya luck wit it
I'll get rich or die trying