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#rumor - rich kidz lyrics

[verse 1: huncho kae]
uh, bust a left and tell ’em [?]
d*mn right i’m proud, i fed my family off a mixtape
i copped a couple whips to furnish out the driveway
early monday morning gettin’ paid like friday
[?] makin’ love to the money, might just birth a dollar
and we been eatin’ so d*mn good i might just burp a dollar
expensive life, the jewels and the porsches
the diesel double r, it took the shoes off the horses
ayy, fix your posture in my office, i’m the mans now
a hundred dollar autograph for my fans now
and girl, if i ain’t a rich kid [?] bet you
ayy [?], tell [?] kick her out the house, it ain’t no pressure

[chorus: skooly]
i know how it feels to be the man out of nowhere
walk inside the mall and your fans come out of nowhere
nah, we ain’t [?]
let ’em break a n*ggas wall, that’s all we say
and i’m sittin’ at the top of every list, oh my
money grow wings and the sky, go fly
if i can’t stand around you i’ma run right through you
uh, uh, uh, rumor
[verse 2: skooly]
i guess i’m in it to win it
i spit real words, i ain’t ever wrote a sentence
money growin’ while i eat, pockets on spinach
and i’m tryna sell the record in the book of world guinness
[?] book of [?] records, i wish that i was in it
but one day i’ll be in it and one day i’ll be winnin’
sh*t, i’m winnin’ right now, it’s beginnin’ right now
i make my first hundred thousand i’ma spend it right now
but y’all was on it for sure, sh*t, i ain’t even sign
but i can’t picture them people ownin’ half of all of my rhymes
the time will tell and the moment’s just vibes
s*xy women penny*pinchin’ turn a diamond to nine

[verse 3: 2 chainz]
i’m up before the rooster, favorite book is kama sutra
the way i’m doin’ beats you’ll think i’m producin’
tity 2 chainz, it was nice to do you
i left some money on the dresser, it was nice to knew you
i’m fly, fresh to death, i can parachute you
twenty*eight inches, tires bigger than your future
know what i’m used to? bankrolls
bankrolls on bankrolls i can’t fold
red hoes, make ’em touch they ankles
then go eat at red lobster
you mess with them drunk hoes that can’t even spell vokda
louis head to toe, i don’t ever shop at foot locker
two rings, two chains, so sick need two doctors
[chorus: skooly]
i know how it feels to be the man out of nowhere
walk inside the mall and your fans come out of nowhere
nah, we ain’t [?]
let ’em break a n*ggas wall, that’s all we say
and i’m sittin’ at the top of every list, oh my
money grow wings and the sky, go fly
if i can’t stand around you i’ma run right through you
everybody know a n*gga name, we the rumor

[verse 4: young thug]
shut the f*ck up ho
and listen to me closely, i’m ill
and yeah, the beat is kinda done, but it’s not a deal
yeah, i got on mj’s but i have a thrill for lean and pills
and i’m kind of the general, no mills
weed without sticks and seed i would spend my last for
you have a hundred racks or better, i may use a mask for
and if you trippin’ your money [?] what the f*ck you need the glass for?
and if you are a taker what the f*ck you tryna ask for?
don’t ask for sh*t around me
i know them n*ggas p*ssed ’cause they ain’t sh*t around me
i know they miss they b*tch ’cause they ain’t hit around me
i’m like stopped up in traffic, they can’t get from ’round me

- rich kidz lyrics

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