Filthy Rich
Baby I ain't just a man
I'm the motherfucking man
I've been to the mountain top
I have seen the promised land
I got this shit in my grips
I met Nas I know I can
Be whoever I want to be
Big bad wolf I'm blowing bands
I put it all on her body and told her make a move
You call it twerking but that's demons that she shaking loose
Bitch everything I do is off the chain or breaking loose
I'm staying dangerous them brokies do what's safe to do
My plate is full I got more than enough
I cracked a Chi bitch
Damn I had her opening up
Said even though she like her privacy she lonely as fuck
I got that hoe an OhMiBod and now it's totally up
On M-F-C she masked up and making masterpieces
I nailed it like the hands of Jesus
I might just smash and let you clean the pieces
Open my eyes to the same shit I'm dreaming
I've been a dick
And one hit'll have you pussies screaming
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy rich
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy
You been working hard but that don't guarantee you none
If you cannot be the one then beat the one
I can bring the heat cause I know how it feels
To meet the sun
I've been high a long time
And I'm fire I could probably be the sun
Plus I burn forever through
Any kind of weather
Look if this is your best
Then I'ma find one who do better
Hoe don't give me this Swiss shit
When I told you get the cheddar
I'm sharper than a cheese is
When it comes to getting bread up
I came here for my cut don't make me poke ya
I know you feel it in the air
That's why I'm bout to choke ya
Go on get your team I'm serving everyone like Oprah
I been at the crib in the kitchen cooking dope up
Hard drives full of coca
Laptop full of crack rock
Man that bitch like a good sale
She came in with her clothes half off
Got paid in full and I dabbed off
Wild out like I'm on bath salts
I came here to get a bag up
They came here to get a bag off
Niggas mad lost
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy rich
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy rich
I'm the motherfucking man
I've been to the mountain top
I have seen the promised land
I got this shit in my grips
I met Nas I know I can
Be whoever I want to be
Big bad wolf I'm blowing bands
I put it all on her body and told her make a move
You call it twerking but that's demons that she shaking loose
Bitch everything I do is off the chain or breaking loose
I'm staying dangerous them brokies do what's safe to do
My plate is full I got more than enough
I cracked a Chi bitch
Damn I had her opening up
Said even though she like her privacy she lonely as fuck
I got that hoe an OhMiBod and now it's totally up
On M-F-C she masked up and making masterpieces
I nailed it like the hands of Jesus
I might just smash and let you clean the pieces
Open my eyes to the same shit I'm dreaming
I've been a dick
And one hit'll have you pussies screaming
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy rich
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy
You been working hard but that don't guarantee you none
If you cannot be the one then beat the one
I can bring the heat cause I know how it feels
To meet the sun
I've been high a long time
And I'm fire I could probably be the sun
Plus I burn forever through
Any kind of weather
Look if this is your best
Then I'ma find one who do better
Hoe don't give me this Swiss shit
When I told you get the cheddar
I'm sharper than a cheese is
When it comes to getting bread up
I came here for my cut don't make me poke ya
I know you feel it in the air
That's why I'm bout to choke ya
Go on get your team I'm serving everyone like Oprah
I been at the crib in the kitchen cooking dope up
Hard drives full of coca
Laptop full of crack rock
Man that bitch like a good sale
She came in with her clothes half off
Got paid in full and I dabbed off
Wild out like I'm on bath salts
I came here to get a bag up
They came here to get a bag off
Niggas mad lost
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy rich
I came here to get a bag up
So tell me if you with me bitch
I came here to get a bag up
I'm on my way to filthy rich
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Writer(s): Garry Richardson
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