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lyfestyle - septembersrich lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, trgc made that?)

[chorus]
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
get in my room, start chatting to devil
i chat with the devil, like, what do you want?
walk in the bank, and i’m tired of the questions
i question, i question, like, what do you want?
that b*tch broke my heart, but i f*ck her friend, i ain’t worried ’bout that b*tch now
onе day i got off my ass, i made some racks, i made that sh*t to thе top
gotta make my momma proud
gotta make sure that she smile
gotta make sure that my momma got that brand new nice*ass house
told my momma i ain’t stressing now
told my momma i made it to the top
when i was a kid i was bad as f*ck, she said she was kicking me out her house

[verse]
they talking about the bank, and i own that sh*t now
look at the drip, the way that i walk
i’m from nc, from the south, but i’m rich as f*ck, and i made it out
all my opps they on my d*ck, they sad as f*ck, they look and they frown
i’m in public with them cameras, and they flashing, and i smile
i’m in balenciaga, the [?] so i’m drunk as f*ck when i shop
all my shooters, they walk behind me, and they creeping when i walk
hundred thousand my neck, you reach for the chain, you reach for that chain you gon’ die
your b*tch gon’ f*ck on me ’cause i’m way too fly, i’m in the*
[chorus]
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
i ain’t want this life, but this life chose me, this my lifestyle right now
get in my room, start chatting to devil
i chat with the devil, like, what do you want?
walk in the bank, and i’m tired of the questions
i question, i question, like, what do you want?
that b*tch broke my heart, but i f*ck her friend, i ain’t worried ’bout that b*tch now
one day i got off my ass, i made some racks, i made that sh*t to the top
gotta make my momma proud
gotta make sure that she smile
gotta make sure that my momma got that brand new nice*ass house
told my momma i ain’t stressing now
told my momma i made it to the top
when i was a kid i was bad as f*ck, she said she was kicking me out her house

[outro]
gotta make my momma proud
gotta make sure that she smile
gotta make sure that my momma got that brand new nice*ass house
told my momma i ain’t stressing now
told my momma i made it to the top
when i was a kid i was bad as f*ck, she said she was kicking me out her house
(when i was a kid i was bad as f*ck, she said she was kicking me out her house)

- septembersrich lyrics

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