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letra de rich - london lorin

l i v sh-t (oh)
yeah (oh, oh)
rich sh-t you already know what the f-ck going on
you dig what i’m saying (yeah)
aye, aye

they don’t want to see a n—a rich (uh huh)
they don’t want to see a n—a rich (uh huh)
got them racks and flooded out my wrist (uh huh)
now i think i know (oh, oh, oh)
they don’t want me rich

they just wanna see me spas out
they just wanna see me crash out
long nights in the trap house
broke n—-s in the past now
n—-s hate cause i’m racked down
b-tches flock cause the sack out
hot n—a with the strap out
hit a n—a with the last round

i always knew it would be this (yeah)
get to the bag can’t leave it (yeah, yeah)
diamonds keep them on froze (yeah)
n—a get the bag and go (yеah)
got the b-tch she on ha toes (yеah)
got the b-tch she into dough (yeah)
gettin’ a bag and i go (yeah)
rich sh-t off a show
they don’t want to see a n—a rich (uh huh)
they don’t want to see a n—a rich (uh huh)
got them racks and flooded out my wrist (uh huh)
now i think i know (oh, oh, oh)
they don’t want me rich

living in volume hearing the mission (facts)
living in vision seeing the distance (bop)
i got 3 on me i ain’t talking about wishes (facts)
and when i aim and point know i ain’t missing (boom, boom, boom, boom)
i got it on me now p-ssy boy you know i can’t run
showed up with choppas loaded still got k!lled with a handgun
all of my n—-s strap try me you gone get clapped (clapped)
around of applause chasing sacks like warren sap

let’s go (aye)
they don’t wanna see me lit (woah)
my diamonds they come out the water i promise they wet like spit (woah)
wet like a fish (woah)
rich as a b-tch (mmm)
diamonds they sit
cost some diamonds just to f-ck my b-tch (oh)
gone outta here room room (woah)
where they at where they shootin’ (woo)
in the van for the noon (woo)
in a chevy and we movin’
hop out fresher than a movie
all my pockets filled with loot
promise we will never lose (aye, yeah)
they don’t want to see a n—a rich (uh huh)
they don’t want to see a n—a rich (uh huh)
got them racks and flooded out my wrist (uh huh)
now i think i know (oh, oh, oh)
they don’t want me rich

i just wanna be successful
why they wanna see me stressful
maybe i was sent to bless you
but you’ll never know
i’m back on the road again can’t answer my phone again
positive vibes when i drive fake in the blind
flying down 285 keep it 100 and slide
l i v live in the vibe
we gone continue to rise diski into the sky
all of my limits could die all of my demons can dive
knew i was a star and that”s when i shine
these haters would wish on me now

- london lorin

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