Rich 4Eva

Can I get a minute of your time my nigga
Say a prayer for your dawg ma nigga

I was out here grinding for my money
Grinding grinding for the pay
Gotta stack it up on bundle anyway
And ain't nobody stopping what I started
Cause I'm in it to the finish line
Everyday a hustle on the city side
I see the cheddar back and forward
Ain't no spells but I get it just like Harry Potter
In this wave you gon drown if we ever pull up
On my level all I need is the mula mula
150 for the smoke
Get you lit to the bone
We got Don Julio
And we sipping on the low
I see your girl she wanna fuck
Me and my niggas on a low
She brought some friends to the club
They gon sip they gon smoke
Came in with nobody and nobody gone hold me back
I do this for the money and I need it in a duffel bag
Iminiminimanimo, cause nobody hafi know
I can put it right on you like you never don had it though

Made it out the trenches you can't tell me nothing yo
I just want a Billy and a bad bitch on a low
Cruising round the city in a foreign on a low
Stacking up this paper, it ain't never going low
If you let her stay, she ain't never going home
I pay too much attention I ain't never going broke
I'm in it for the pension cause am only bout the though
We gon be rich forever cause the money over flow
Put your lighters in the air
Like you really don't care
What the fuck the world say
So imma get my pay

I told my niggaz yeah we gon' be rich forever
But all we gotta do is go and put our minds together
I can get it how you get it I am just as clever
You talking shit I talk my shit yeah it is whatever
I came out of the trenches got my hands in the mud
Had to put I pain and sweat and a couple drops of blood
Niggaz lurking in the dark, wanna nail me to the wall
With all this money in my pockets you can never kill my joy huh
I lose a friend first before I lose my money huh
You see me Ballin now you niggaz acting funny huh
Thankful for the rain and now it's getting sunny huh
On my next check I might just decide to buy a car
Put my lighter in the air
Cuz I really don't care
What the fuck you gon say
Man imma get my bread yeah

Made it out the trenches you can't tell me nothing yo
I just want a Billy and a bad bitch on a low
Cruising round the city in a foreign on a low
Stacking up this paper, it ain't never going low
If you let her stay, she ain't never going home
I pay too much attention I ain't never going broke
I'm in it for the pension cause am only bout the though
We gon be rich forever cause the money over flow
Put your lighters in the air
Like you really don't care
What the fuck the world say
So imma get my pay

Get my pay
Fuck the world ey
Don't give a fuck what they say
Get my pay