DARK MATTER
This right here that shit that make you wanna lose yo shit
If you don't care bout nothing wanna go crazy come get in the mosh pit
And it's still fuck you pay me if it don't make no racks it don't make no sense
I'm a baller baby million dollar baby Tommy Rich
Two tone watch it match the fit, see 'em watching take a pic
Said they got it not like this, I tsunami'd up my wrist
Never been on no ordinary shit, always felt I'm from somewhere else
And I don't want no ordinary bitch, gotta like voodoo and spells
Gotta help me build up my wealth or I'll just do it by myself
And if you not good for my health then I'll put yo ass on the shelf
Gotta play the cards you're dealt, I hid aces in my sleeves
All these faces overwhelming, I see faces in my dreams
How I made it, ain't no telling, prolly need to see a shrink
I go crazy like I'm Melvin, mixed personalities
I just been getting that bag and shit, I just been getting that bag
Breaking down them packages, I like to count it fast
Money in the mattresses, money in the attic
I don't even know what practice is, I'm feeling like I'm Allen
This right here that shit that make you wanna lose yo shit
If you don't care bout nothing wanna go crazy come get in the mosh pit
And it's still fuck you pay me if it don't make no racks it don't make no sense
I'm a baller baby million dollar baby Tommy Rich
If you don't care bout nothing wanna go crazy come get in the mosh pit
And it's still fuck you pay me if it don't make no racks it don't make no sense
I'm a baller baby million dollar baby Tommy Rich
Two tone watch it match the fit, see 'em watching take a pic
Said they got it not like this, I tsunami'd up my wrist
Never been on no ordinary shit, always felt I'm from somewhere else
And I don't want no ordinary bitch, gotta like voodoo and spells
Gotta help me build up my wealth or I'll just do it by myself
And if you not good for my health then I'll put yo ass on the shelf
Gotta play the cards you're dealt, I hid aces in my sleeves
All these faces overwhelming, I see faces in my dreams
How I made it, ain't no telling, prolly need to see a shrink
I go crazy like I'm Melvin, mixed personalities
I just been getting that bag and shit, I just been getting that bag
Breaking down them packages, I like to count it fast
Money in the mattresses, money in the attic
I don't even know what practice is, I'm feeling like I'm Allen
This right here that shit that make you wanna lose yo shit
If you don't care bout nothing wanna go crazy come get in the mosh pit
And it's still fuck you pay me if it don't make no racks it don't make no sense
I'm a baller baby million dollar baby Tommy Rich
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Writer(s): John Craigmiles
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