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letra de rich - malcolm smalls

[verse 1]
them people do whatever for a dollar
thankful cause my mama, showed how powerful my mind was
couldn’t let it rot, them n-gg-s talk but they cadavers
somebody stick ’em up, they finna die because of pradas
i couldn’t find muh, worth up in a product
call a cherry blossom beautiful or not it isn’t bothered
don’t matter if they coppin, offense, couldn’t stop us
i got nothin’ for you stanleys, that must think i’m nikki parker
my nappy head is breathin in the wind
they scared to show they true colors, got uneven skin
apologies bout my veganism, can’t keep it in
i’m tryna share these benefits with you, this sh-t is deepenin’
walkin with my shirt off, like i’m rich
palm tree’s blowing like a virgin, just the tip
what a perfect time to light a spliff, so when it reaches 11:11 i don’t even make a wish

[verse 2]
i got no mansion, but i’m handsome
bl–dyface, they hiding they shade, i keep it lampin’
throw tantrums, mad chill, they like d-mn him
them slave anthems, ya’ll playin’, i couldn’t stand ’em
army issued, pistols, it’ll rip through tissues
yea they call you gangsta, but is it really in you?
will you go fight for your freedom? or are you stuck on nickles?
can’t even give up on the nipple, i’m ‘posed to be scared these cripples?
no don’t free that n-gg- with no backbone
called him coldhearted cause he k!lled him over cashflow
private prison system, it’s no skin up off of ya back tho
corecivic filthy rich, while you worry ’bout ya -sshole
that’s why i keep stressin’ bout keepin peace, my apartment can be my beach, everything is really in reach
they used to call me a geek, and it felt so awkward to speak
now i’m so full of myself, that i feel complete

[verse 3]
quinoa connect, straight from peru
before, we cook it, rinsin’ em off, makin the move
watch it bubblin up on the stove, the waitin is through
hard white is turnin to cashew milk, who playin with dude ?
my sh-t is al dente, servin ’em tempeh
bringin the fiends out, i need my rent paid
plus i need the plug on macademia nuts
fourteen dollars for a pound, lot to pay to reup
my shawty in the kitchen makin vital wheat gluten stretch
n-gg-s fiendin’ for a bird, taste this you might lose ya breath
cause this the type of sh-t that turn the city out
and bring some life to n-gg-s, youngins gettin diabetes now
with tha fruitz, no piru
thought i scooped up halle, with these berries in my coupe
i just wrote this whole verse to say that health is wealth
cause i swear that life is better when you’re taking care of self

- malcolm smalls

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