Rags 2 Riches lyrics

Rags to riches ain’t chasing no b*tches I’ll stick up my city before I go broke
Rags to riches I stay bout my business man I’m bout whatever this sh*t ain’t no joke
Rags to riches I get it however man I’m bout whatever you know I don’t choke
Rags to riches I said what I said and I don’t give a f*ck you can go back and quote

Rags to riches, she tell you goodnight and tell me she can’t sleep
She for the streets man she ain’t for to keep
I won’t say no names I don’t wanna go deep

But remember that time, you was on cd and I done told you “you don’t wanna see me”
Invite you to her crib you came by like vroom
I was waiting for your stupid ass in the room?

I know you do, had to make that еxample up out of you
But I had no choice what am I to do?
But that day made a man up out of you

Hе looked in my eyes and he already know me, he gulped like a b*tch and took out what he owe me
Gripped on my piece whatchu lookin at homie?
Get the f*ck out and don’t act like you know me

Gemstar in my cheek but I stay sharper
Hoes lining y’all up better than barbers
We all bite y’all ain’t nothing but barkers
Shoot that b*tch mid air Peter Parker
I don’t want no drama I just want that bag
I want an estate y’all be talking bout swag
Y’all still testing me, boy you know you get dead if you step to me

Yeah

I don’t do punchlines, I punch 9’s
f*cking with me man you gotta be fried
Put his ass up in the sky
I am what I am I don’t do no disguise

Forever do me, I’m gon make it happen
Scarface thoughts if I ain’t making it rapping
Dirty youngin with that clean money sh*ts amazing nowadays been sunny

Pull up we hop out the coup
You know what it do, we really them dudes
Pull up I hop out the whip, I keep me a stick you know what it is

Yeah they be talking bout me cause I’m relevant
Keep a beretta man, Cuzzo big stepper like elephant
Yeah she like me cause I’m elegant, I was on go I was hoping it’d make me a better man

I was down I was broke, had to get in the field and then now I’m a veteran
Yeah I put di*k in her soul, I been getting these b*tches yeah since I rock letterman
I been 10 toes (10 toes 10 toes)
I been so low

Hold up we came from the gutter
I took his b*tch and his mother
Middle finger to you if you’re undercover
I pass it right to my brother

Yeah
Go to my mama shed whip out that cutta
Slanging that sh*t I hit you and your brother
b*tch it’s Baby K I just don’t give a sh*t it’s been right foot creep since I been a jit

You’d rather be hard then be about money, lil homie you a clown to me
You soft as a hoe, plus I’m about both
I’ll shoot it till it’s just down to me
I don’t make wishes I just make it happen
I love the way that sounds to me
I’m just tryna make it so one of my songs gonna be your whole f*cking salary

Rags to riches ain’t chasing no b*tches I’ll stick up my city before I go broke
Rags to riches I stay bout my business man I’m bout whatever this sh*t ain’t no joke
Rags to riches I get it however man I’m bout whatever you know I don’t choke
Rags to riches I said what I said and I don’t give a f*ck you can go back and quote

Rags to riches ain’t chasing no b*tches I’ll stick up my city before I go broke
Rags to riches I stay bout my business man I’m bout whatever this sh*t ain’t no joke
Rags to riches I get it however man I’m bout whatever you know I don’t choke
Rags to riches I said what I said and I don’t give a f*ck you can go back and quote
Right foot creep since I been a jit

Right foot creep since I been a jit

Right foot creep since I been a jit

Right foot creep since I been a jit