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Ayy Broke to rich If you ain't with us, you against us Look Bust heads, bust checks, bust scripts I been riding with a thirty in the clip If you run up on me wrong, I'ma trip It's a cold day in hell If a n***a ever slip, goddamn Sagging through the West, we the best, f**k the rest, ayy Comptown tatted on my chest, don't flex I know a couple n***as that'll test If you riding through the section, you better ride with a vest Let me tell you how a n***a went broke to rich If a n***a get low, sh*t, I gotta hit a lick I just popped another Perc' so I gotta hit a b*t*h Sh*t, I'm tryna get rich and get a down a** b*t*h I been trappin' ten summers, sh*t, I feel like Lenny I just slid down the 'Brans with a big a** semi I'm a real a** n***a, it ain't on me, it's in me I was 7 years old tryna tote with a billy I was 16, kicking in doors for the chili If you thought that I was broke, Mr. Mosely, you silly Heard a couple n***as looking, if you want me, then get me And if you thinking that you tough, come spend a day in the Phillies I just poured a deuce with Mari, now we swervin' and swangin' Tryna catch a n***a slippin', better watch where you hangin' If you don't know where you at, you better watch what you sayin' I'm from where young n***as die and they ain't even bangin' Goddamn, I just got off the phone with my lil' bro Called my phone trippin' 'bout a bird a** ho I told the n***a f**k that b*t*h, go get dough If a n***a get broke, sh*t, I gotta kick a door Goddamn, ayy JR, this beat really slap, bro If a n***a trippin' on you, I'ma slap bro Just give it time and we really finna stack dough And if I go broke, sh*t, I'm back to flipping packs, bro Ayy, my name ring bells, they know Riche$ And a couple n***as know me 'cause I'm f**king with they b*t*hes All you n***as is Ricos, I only f**k with Mitchs And I only f**k with b*t*hes that be running up the digits Ayy, ayy, play on the phone, I gotta make that If you playin' with my chili, gotta take that I just ran up in the house, where your safe at? I'm in the land where you know that it ain't safe at Ayy, I just turnt some Louboutins to some play shoes I know his homie say they homies but he hate dude I'm just poured off a deuce, no, I ain't rude Touching cups, that's the type of sh*t you can't do Ayy, I be hanging with real killers and bangers Your homies is all strangers, so tell 'em that they in danger 'Cause if I don't say sh*t, sh*t, the homie gon' bust one And all them n***as that you with, he gon' touch one
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