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ricch like roddy - moc lyrics

[intro]
we all gotta look up sometimes
and if i could i would make you mine
i tried, to find, a piece of me
but i’m never gonna get it, ‘n i feel you catchin’ up to me
i really try to go harder
i really try so hard but i feel that i’m destined to be this
so i’m not gonna cry no mo’ (turn me up)
no, i swear i’m only dyin to write my wrongs (yeah, let’s go)

[hook]
made it from the bottom, now these n*ggas full of envy
they ain’t give a single dolla’, now i’m rollin’ ‘round in plenty
gotta watch the n*ggas comin’ in my circle, they too friendly
i was fine before they met me
i’ll be grindin’ for a century
want a
new coupe, benz truck
got these n*ggas pent up
gettin’ ricch like roddy, hope n0body try to step up
baby girl, she extra
still not gonna text her
say she got attached, well baby, hope you learned yo’ lesson

[verse]
wanted a bugatti way before i was a jit
now i’m rollin’ in the lobby wit’ a shotty on my hip
if he say he caught a body, then he probably gonna snitch
really, i can’t trust a hottie ‘cause her body counterfeit
‘member i was beggin’ n*ggas to duet, or do a stitch
now my bank account is bigga, didn’t spend a single cent
for the gold, she be diggin’
i was told i should quit this
now they see me in the street ‘n they be sayin’ i’m that n*gga
i was grindin’, like i’m jigga
now i’m rhymin’ for these figures
saw my bank account went from a drought to now, i’m livin’ richer
livin’ different
see, my life is like a movie, or estate
issa bigga’ picture, n*gga, you can’t fit inside the frame
said i had to bounce back
told the mixer bounce that
show my middle finger to n*ggas who said i wouldn’t last
had to get a ringa’ to linga
my second singa’ a kinga
n0body thinkin’ i’m bigger but i’m about to blast

[hook]
‘cause i
made it from the bottom, now these n*ggas full of envy
they ain’t give a single dolla’, now i’m rollin’ ‘round in plenty
gotta watch the n*ggas comin’ in my circle, they too friendly
i was fine before they met me
i’ll be grindin’ for a century
want a
new coupe, benz truck
got these n*ggas pent up
gettin’ ricch like roddy, hope n0body try to step up
baby girl, she extra
still not gonna text her
say she got attached, well baby, hope you learned yo’ lesson

[verse]
slidin’…
all my n*ggas slidin’ wit’ me
’n they sidin’ wit’ me if the federonies try to get me
you try to gyp me, on my q’s & p’s, we movin’ quickly
’n the way i say my verses, guarantee that issa litany
fly to houston, shout*out whitney
’n you know my pilot wit’ me
got a pile a lot of cash, been savin’ up, the game is tricky
i ain’t signin’ up my masters, hope you crackas understand
i got a standard when it comes to movin’ dollars wit’ my hand
see, that’s the plan
the way i’m flyin’ to the sky, won’t ever land
i hope they never do me dirty like mj on …
you see, i probably said too much
but the way the mic is touched
when i’m on it, you can tell that i ain’t never givin’ up
only up for a n*gga
that’s word to my n*gga
the way they miss they nets, see
you would think they ben simmons
been countin’ up these digits
steady grinnin’, imma get this
on a mission wit’ conviction
’n you know a n*gga winnin’
said i

i, i hope you learned yo’ lesson
i, i hope you learned yo’ lesson
i, i hope you learned yo’ lesson
i, i hope you learned yo
uh

lesson (lesson)
lesson (lesson)
lesson (lesson)
i, i hope you learned yo’ lesson

- moc lyrics

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