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s63 (remix) - philthy rich lyrics

[verse 1: philthy rich]
my baby mama keep on stressing me
won’t let the devil get the best of me
i told the b*tch that misery loves company
[?] b*tch, i run the company
still screaming free [?]
still sending money through the j pay
they just gave my brother 15 with the [?]
he gon’ need some cominsary and some mail
i just spent 2000 on some carti lense
so my son can hit the party, stunt up on his friends
b*tch been in her feelings, since i copped the benz
but god is good, and b*tch, i’m ’bout to cop again
it’s philthy

[chorus: philthy rich]
god is good, he keep on blessing me
my baby mama keep on stressing me
it’s ceminary till the death of me
200 thou for this new s63
god is good, he keep on blessing me
my baby mama keep on stressing me
it’s ceminary till the death of me
200 thou for this new s63
[verse 2: peezy]
s63, with the paper tags
40 with the beam, playing laser tag
the winning team, i’m just stating facts
i don’t play with b*tches, ’cause i play with racks
blew a check, and then i made it back
told the b*tch to bend over, make it clap
them p*ssy n*ggas want me dead and gone
but i’m still balling, know they hating that
me and philthy like kid and play, throwing house parties at the new mansion
turned 20 grand to a 50, in a n*gga face, like i do magic
out in vegas like suge and pac, told philthy, throw the keys to the wraith
gave a b*tch keys to the room, while you giving b*tches codes to the safe
i’m still eating, they still mad
200 [?] that’s a real bag
i was never really into sports, i was spending time on the field [?]
all my n*ggas got dreadlocks, play with me, and get your head popped
j’s on [?] stocked, yeah, we got the game in a headlock
it’s peezy, n*gga

[chorus: philthy rich]
god is good, he keep on blessing me
my baby mama keep on stressing me
it’s ceminary till the death of me
200 thou for this new s63
god is good, he keep on blessing me
my baby mama keep on stressing me
it’s ceminary till the death of me
200 thou for this new s63
[verse 3: mozzy]
free [?] we gang related
i know it’s slimy and [?] tryna hate my gangsta
i blow like 40 , lotta water on my rollie, baby
they say it’s lonely at the top, and i’ve been lonely lately
i blow that [?] n*gga
i’m thinking escolades, for extra bullet proof [?]
leave the lot, [?] benz
pull up, let my shooters in
[?] what he do for 10, [?] chin
my gang known for doing [?], resume on [?]
louie belt, louie kicks, gucci for the [?] b*tch
my gang known for doing [?], resume on [?]
louie belt, louie kicks, ucci for the [?] b*tch
[?]

[chorus: philthy rich]
god is good, he keep on blessing me
my baby mama keep on stressing me
it’s ceminary till the death of me
200 thou for this new s63
god is good, he keep on blessing me
my baby mama keep on stressing me
it’s ceminary till the death of me
200 thou for this new s63
[verse 4: babyface ray]
[?] stressing me
but god blessing me
my b*tch mad, said ray, you been neglecting me
i told her [?] i go and get it [?] never eat
i made a vow, a broke ass n*gga, i will never be
[?] watch my back, but i’m too strapped, [?] me
thousand dollar [?] in the trap, that’s where my n*ggas be
million dollar n*gga, i’m just praying that i live to see
if everything feel, then i’m moving out to tennessee
f*ck [?] first 16 was a pint of ac
costom diamond pendent, n*gga, [?] that
n*ggas played it crazy, now you gotta pay the price for that
i told my n*ggas that i got them, put my life on that
for real

- philthy rich lyrics

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