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murder charge - lonely rich lyrics

[hook: lonely rich]

wrist on icy, i just copped a brand new fit
wrist stay biting, i was just a jit
now whenever i speak i play it back like “this a hit”
he a nemesis
put em in a ditch

[verse 1: lonely rich]

yea, now i remember when a n*gga ain’t have sh*t
i got my weight up, put my feet down to the pavement
please don’t ask for weed, you know i’m selling phone cases
only spitting facts, yea i wanna see them racks
remember way back in the day when i was trippin’ over macks
now my new girl outta state, lil bro can’t get her back
best believe my shawty good, shе don’t even gotta stress
if a n*gga try and play thеn he gon end up getting stretched
this entire ‘22, i’ma dedicate to x
said i’m only dropping hits, nemo holding me that
so you know i gotta snap
cause out of all the f*ck n*ggas i done i met
you the worst and that’s a fact
rich don’t put him in a verse, you know he can’t handle that
swear if it was up to me i’d write that track, career is dead
it’s just nemo, gtc, september savior, and that’s it
and to all the other n*ggas who forgot, you still a b*tch
every ounce of these achievements that you see
swear to god, it’s all me
rob a n*gga out his jeans
rob a n*gga out his freak
now she rubbin’ up on me
think it’s time to take my leave
uzimaxxkii on on the beat
told that n*gga follow me
[hook: lonely rich]

wrist on icy, i just copped a brand new fit
wrist stay biting, i was just a jit
now whenever i speak i play it back like “this a hit”
he a nemesis
put em in a ditch

[verse 2: maxxkii]

aye
i’ma put him in a ditch, woah
drop the f*ckin’ beat like diplo
n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with this flow
i’ma hop up on the track and then i explode
now she tryna move that dope like pusha t
feel like future, got these p*ssies pushing ps
all that barking, barking, barking, barking, you ain’t pushing me
put a arrow on his head, he f*cking took it to the knee
this the type of sh*t, diamonds lookin’ like a elephant
you sitting on the sideline like you zion with the pelicans
i just checked your instagram and now i see that you irrelevant
got a twelve foot pool in the crib, back door
and a french ass b*tch, she just called me, bonjour
i need 1999 for my f*ckin’ crib tour
and a french ass b*tch, she just called me, bonjour
i need 1999 for my f*ckin’ crib tour

- lonely rich lyrics

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