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rich - spills lyrics

rich verse 1
i’m so melodic sort of exotic a product of my environment firemen wasn’t lying i’m hot/blue flaming the block i get a lot of love so when i’m writing these rhymes i rock an oven glove / my punchlines like a cannon briggs uppercut cowards stay ready to shoot i rather knuckle up/and get to scr-pping applauding the only clapping you do i smack you and ya crew in front of everybody / i put the wrecks in effect young teddy riley or get a taste of my wrecking ball if you ready miley / highly considered that devilish kind of raw talent and give a sinister grin when i’m caught smiling / we in the court wilding out to be free solitary in the summer like 1,000 degrees allow me to breath like respirators / i respect the haters the nay sayers and the speculators the bench players can’t define my raps / like a train i’m on track you spending all ya time on snap / facts a lot fiction going around here listen u get the but the sound ain’t clear

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i just wanna be rich / i don’t wanna be broke
let me get my mind right / role something to smoke
kept my business low key / took a suddle approach
i was skipping jail time ? still cutting it close
i could’ve been a victim of a drive-by / stray bullet while i’m sittin on the sideline
seeing brothers drop 1 by 1 & the good die young soi’m just tryna make it outta the slums / i just wanna be rich

rich verse 2
1. thoughts of a sinner mentality of winner you rappers is food just another part of my dinner/you die by the gun i’m the one thats pulling the trigger my flow remind you of “jigga” in his prime no lie / all these platinum rolex’s watching time go by the same time know we all gone die / thats a definite fact think “big” – i kick in the door swiftly (pause) i was getting the strap before 50 / trying to play me ain’t the best decision listen that ain’t a rapper thats a s-x position / everybody on the quest to be king a lot fronting to all these want to be k!llers but hey thats nothing new / the vibration of these vocals all through ya ape i break barrels donkey sean junior / i slap box who oppose my reign no fame yet everybody knows my name / cheers when i step in the bar i cop bottles / party with the street hoodrats and top models / ya’ll be scr-ping up loose change my doe lotto / mega millions in my bank with gold hollows

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