Rich Freestyle Lyrics

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I told my mama I'm making her rich now I want make her wealthy

Bitch off the dusse

Bitch off the dusse

I told my mama I'm making her rich now I want make her wealthy

I got a bitch who gone do what I say off the dusse

My lil nigga gone go on a hit if I cop him that 2k

'Member when I couldn't even stack 2k

200k in the bank it's a new day

I got hungry so I got a flight needa eat me some good outta new place

He thought he was tough now they flying him way outta state with some ice in a suitcase

And my shorty look good she don't gotta go put on a new face

And she love to count up them blue face

(Faces)

I been in high speed chases

Faster than nascar races

Never done ran from a opp swear the police the only thing chase us

We sending shots like the matrix

Won't hit a hoe with no latex

I got a plug in Jamaica

He got a Bentley Bentayga

Can't even drive

I got some opps who ain't living like that cause they ass ain't alive

And Ian been part of them shootouts where nobody died

Killin the point of the sliding

Talking bout all props

No kids and women got hit when we rolled through they block it was all opps

After the mission we breaking down all chops

Every piece better go out into different locations

Calculate all of the risks that we taking

I told my mama way back in the hood that by time I grow up we gone make it

Yea

These nigga pathetic keep asking for handouts

Cause they see I'm the man now

But I'll still go back to them days leave a fuck nigga man down

Pussy ass boy put ya hands down

You think we kicked in the door tryna spare shit then you know you a damn clown