Get Rich - DJ Ktone, Mike Smooth, Iamsu!

Huhh look

Niggas rap rich but I been broke

Last night I had a dream bout a kicked doe'

I used to cross state lines just to get dope

Wanna press my line gotta fish for it

I’m all alone in a crowd don’t touch me, smoking I’m frustrated

Lie to my girl &she bring it up months later

Nah I ain’t a ho I just crush a lot

Ball soft re rock til' I whip the watch

Mustard hit me from the yacht drunk laughing at chop

They said it’s grind time a gang of niggas want yo spot

Look, a gang of these new niggas wanna be Pac

That’s why a gang of these lil' niggas gone get shot

It’s hard to grow up

Niggas ain’t fucking with you so what

Sit yo ass down get ya dough up

I don’t ever judge with my nose up

I’m a blow uppppppp, Oooooh about money on that note

Bitch I’m 100 to the point you get taxed for it

If I ever need ya hand I’ll ask for it, until then I’m a be on my shit like

Ooooooooohh ooohh ooh, I’m a get rich on you

And I’m a be richer than you, I’m a get rich like

Oooooohh ooohh ooh, I’m a get rich on you, and I’m a be richer than you,

cause I’m on my shit like…

Ooooh Ooooh Ooh, I’m a be richer than you

Two or three bitches came through, I’m tryna fuck something

I told her back back it up for a Young G

Remember hoes used to call a nigga ugly

Two chains on mouth full of gold teeth

OG Chiefed up, try me n' get creased up

Couldn’t make the cut even with a knife on

So bad had to hit it with the lights on

Body like a stallion, I’m finna take her home

She told me keep that shit a secret, just for me to know

She got an ass so fat I gotta hold that

I’m a throw this money on it no tax

You can quote that, sign sincerely yours

I swear I grind all the time make me need it more

And we never going back so I know it’s clear

Call the teller her every night so I know it’s there

Only find truth in your account and in your mirror

Counting checks cause I’m deaf nigga Kobe stare

Ooh the pussy so tight I had to claim her

Got yo deal on yo side fail call Kramer

Danger, dying is cheap living ain’t free

Niggas is cool but niggas ain’t me

AP whippin' the jury til the court come

Get to the millions as a civilian gotta be worth something

I only like bitches who go and find bitches they all getting fined even when

they find bitches

10 Summers like a motherfucking shy sentence

You ain’t getting business girl stay out my business

Why would they sit and ignore calls from niggas

Don’t call us back or broke richer than all y’all niggas it’s Razor…