Correction Lyrics Get Rich N Get Paid by Poundz (UK)

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(Sykes)

I'm a young n***a tryna get rich and paid (Brap, brap, brap, brap)
I swear I'd rather be dead than broke, no way (Skrrt)
Runnin' to the money like hey (Skrrt)
Got a couple hunnid on me (Woo)
Never goin' broke again, I'm a young boy ballin', no NBA (Grr, baow)
No NBA, ayy (Grr, baow)
I'm a young n***a tryna get rich and paid (Brap, brap, brap, brap)
I swear I'd rather be dead than broke, no way (Woo)
Runnin' to the money like hey (Skrrt)
Got a couple hunnid on me (Woo)
Never goin' broke again, I'm a young boy ballin', no NBA (Grr, baow)
No NBA, ayy (Grr, baow)

I was in and out of cars with the bro dem, showed them
They ain't never care if the ding dong stolen
Guns, man hold them
Waps comе greased, hit the plug for thе bells, that's golden (Baow)
Took risks for the bread, now my bands dem swollen
Strong like Hogan
Man bankroll them
'Cause they can't fit in these jeans
And the ice that I bought ain't cold, it's frozen
Many other days I was deep in my thoughts
Caught another case that I beat in the court
German cars that I drive when I cut through ends
'Cause the power's too mean on the sports (Grr, baow)
Never goin' broke, yeah, I mean what I talk
Flyin' all my n***as overseas like a hawk
VIP, f**k a CID
You could D-I-E if you speak to the pork
Skid, skrr (Boaw)
Watch the tyres flick the dirt
Press the pedal, homie, grip the metal
We some dangerous n***as in the Merc
W-wild (Grrr, woo)
Cold (Brrr)
We so litty, b*t*hes throw the kitty
I'm so fly, I'm sweepin' all the birds

I'm a young n***a tryna get rich and paid
I swear I'd rather be dead than broke, no way
Runnin' to the money like hey
Got a couple hunnid on me
Never goin' broke again, I'm a young boy ballin', no NBA
No NBA, ayy
I'm a young n***a tryna get rich and paid
I swear I'd rather be dead than broke, no way
Runnin' to the money like hey
Got a couple hunnid on me
Never goin' broke again, I'm a young boy ballin', no NBA
No NBA, ayy

I'm a young boy ballin'
Say I'm never goin' broke, 'cause the money keeps callin'
You don't know how it feels to be there for yourself
'Cause you can't ask no one around for the help
Life's mad, everybody says "Yo" when I'm up
Nobody weren't there when a man went broke
Don't show me your love, don't need it
n***as can't jump on my wave, get seasick
I said n***as get seasick
Don't try come show me fake love, don't need it
I clocked and preed it, man done seen it
Can't trust none of these demons
See many man hatin'
Don't worry 'cause I got more bands than paigons
I'ma get rich and paid
Runnin' to the money, I'ma make it rain

(Yeah, it's Chucks)

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