letra de rags to riches - moneymanlegit
i feel the heat, and the tension
i went from rags to riches
i f-ck the baddest b-tches
i made a mill in a minute
i got the sauce, got me dripping
double my cup, when i’m sipping
i’m on the road, to the riches
talking bout money, i’m listening
proceeding with caution, my diamonds be blurry
run up, you’ll get hit with glizzy
run up, you’ll get hit with the glizzy
certified shooter, i never do miss
i used to be broke, now i’m up and i’m rich
after i’m done, she getting dismissed
calling my phone, she fiending for d-ck
i left her on read, and now she get p-ssed
we going in, we taking strikes
i been in the game, already had stripes
my style is clean, my world play is nice
my chopper on the side, like a dog, yes it bite
i went from rags to riches, it took me a minute
stack up my paper, now i got plenty
f-ck every b-tch that whoever rejected me
flex on my hater, just to give sum to see
i drove in a wraith, while the b-tch gave me face
stars on my ceiling, i think i’m in sp-ce
i feel the heat, and the tension
i went from rags to riches
i f-ck the baddest b-tches
i made a mill in a minute
i got the sauce, got me dripping
double my cup, when i’m sipping
i’m on the road, to the riches
talking bout money, i’m listening
proceeding with caution, my diamonds be blurry
run up, you’ll get hit with glizzy
it’s time to move, and be silent
i dont know why these n-ggas tryin me
bunch of n-ggas be gossiping like b-tches
i dont know why the f-ck them n-ggas be wilding
saint laurent on me, whenever i be styling
i bust it down, you can tell by its dail
applying the pressure, when it come to the business
my n-ggas been solid, they never been tempted
cashing them checks,while i run em digits
i stay by myself, ion fw these n-ggas
only talk money, all bout my business
i give a d-mn, of whoever looking
i just f-cked your b-tch, she gave me that cookie
just like sea world, i dive in that p-ssy
tried f-cking her sister, she had a lil nuchi
i got the bag, now i’m living lavish
i run it up, cause i ain’t never had it
i got the ball, no i can’t p-ss it
i’m on a mission, you know i gotta have it
f-cking these b-tches, keep calling me daddy
blue strips, got me laughing, when i’m counting
downfall, when i’m feeling unhappy
downfall, when i’m feeling unhappy
i’m not feeling you vibe
you get out of line
not wasting no time
i’m taking yo life
i feel the heat, and the tension
i went from rags to riches
i f-ck the baddest b-tches
i made a mill in a minute
i got the sauce, got me dripping
double my cup, when i’m sipping
i’m on the road, to the riches
talking bout money, i’m listening
proceeding with caution, my diamonds be blurry
run up, you’ll get hit with glizzy
i went from rags to riches (x23)
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