wanna be - jimbo world lyrics
[intro]
friends
how many of us have them?
friends (i don’t got friends)
ones we can depend on (i got money, though)
[chorus]
i’m who these f*ck n*ggas all really wanna be (wanna be)
ayy, keep it real with a n*gga, what’s a hundred g’s? (a hundred g’s)
a hundred p’s, that ain’t nothin’ to a young n*gga (young n*gga)
i’m outside in these streets goin’ dumb, n*gga (goin’ dumb, n*gga)
i’m who these f*ck n*ggas all really wanna be (wanna be)
ayy, keep it real with a n*gga, what’s a hundred g’s? (a hundred g’s)
a hundred p’s, that ain’t nothin’ to a young n*gga (young n*gga)
i’m outside in these streets goin’ dumb, n*gga (goin’ dumb, n*gga)
[verse 1]
ayy, real talk, i’m a rich lil’ young n*gga (young n*gga)
every chance that i get, i’ma stunt, n*gga (stunt, n*gga)
i got p’s comin’ in by the truckload (truckload)
i got bricks on my wrist, n*gga, big gold (big gold)
i got diamonds on my t**th, n*gga, sh*t froze (sh*t froze)
big knots in my pockets, bankrolls
if you from where i’m from, we retro (retro)
we don’t call ’em crack rocks, we call ’em joes
hit the mall with my b*tch, spent ten g’s (ten g’s)
i got prada on me, is you proud of me? (is you proud of me?)
all this motherf*ckin’ money like the lottery (like the lottery)
this for all the f*ck n*ggas who done doubted me (huh? huh?)
[chorus]
i’m who these f*ck n*ggas all really wanna be (wanna be)
ayy, keep it real with a n*gga, what’s a hundred g’s? (a hundred g’s)
a hundred p’s, that ain’t nothin’ to a young n*gga (young n*gga)
i’m outside in these streets goin’ dumb, n*gga (goin’ dumb, n*gga)
i’m who these f*ck n*ggas all really wanna be (wanna be)
ayy, keep it real with a n*gga, what’s a hundred g’s? (a hundred g’s)
a hundred p’s, that ain’t nothin’ to a young n*gga (young n*gga)
i’m outside in these streets goin’ dumb, n*gga (goin’ dumb, n*gga)
[verse 2]
i hold it down for my cousin, n*gga, play, you lay
i got motion out here, put it in your face
a hundred k, i’ll blow that sh*t right now
these n*ggas talkin’ ’bout jewelry that they can’t buy
no lie, b*tch, a n*gga got h*lla cake
a hundred pounds, f*ck n*gga, that ain’t no weight
you in the way with all that motherf*ckin’ small sh*t
i talk sh*t, yeah, that benz, i bought, b*tch (come on, come on)
i’m in houston with my b*tch eatin’ crawfish (eatin’ crawfish)
raw sh*t, that’s the only thing a n*gga do
f*ck you, ’cause i know a n*gga gon’ hate
i’m the first in my city with that new wraith
[chorus]
i’m who these f*ck n*ggas all really wanna be (wanna be)
ayy, keep it real with a n*gga, what’s a hundred g’s? (a hundred g’s)
a hundred p’s, that ain’t nothin’ to a young n*gga (young n*gga)
i’m outside in these streets goin’ dumb, n*gga (goin’ dumb, n*gga)
i’m who these f*ck n*ggas all really wanna be (wanna be)
ayy, keep it real with a n*gga, what’s a hundred g’s? (a hundred g’s)
a hundred p’s, that ain’t nothin’ to a young n*gga (young n*gga)
i’m outside in these streets goin’ dumb, n*gga (goin’ dumb, n*gga)
[outro]
friends
how many of us have them?
friends
ones we can depend on
friends
how many of us have them?
friends
ones we can depend on
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