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letra de plain jane nothing - rich homie quan

[intro]
that’s what i’m sayin’, like, man
that he even sent me that, which is weird, you can’t expect for me to see this, fam’?
you see the messages? like, i told you too, but watch

[verse 1]
ain’t sh-t changed but the money in the bank account
some change small, we gon’ blow it, we don’t think about it
family and money the only thing i can’t live without
you probably thought i was the same, but i’m different now
okay, stayed down broke and i kind of became rich, homie (poor)
i was traumatized, my mind was playin’ tricks on me (swear)
i can’t let ’em trick me out my spot, i got that stick on me (fah, fah)
f-ck a bad b-tch, my only wish is to stay rich only (what?)
look at my left wrist, yеllow diamonds look like p-ss on it (ayy)
beat that p-ssy up ’til it hurt, then i kiss on it
i was sittin’ in church with a styrofoam tryna sip somеthin’ (lean)
he ain’t even hit p-b-rty, but that boy done clipped somethin’ (be quiet)
acrobatic flips and, shh, shoot the whole clip until that motherf-cker empty (on god)
leg broke and all, boy, i still stand on business (alright)
and i’ma keep goin’ in ’cause i still ain’t finished (is that right?)

[chorus]
it’s a permanent scar, it’s gon’ last forever
got a gun on my hip and it’s keepin’ my pain together (baow)
told baby, “play our songs so we can dance forever” (hey)
made ’em f-ck with me direct and cut all the men in the middle (what?)
i got caught cheatin’, doin’ the same thing, i was honest (i did)
ain’t reppin’ no flag, but i gang bang with the money
ayy, finna get chaotic, nah, chain got me runnin’ (skrrt)
let the watch catch the bus ’cause i ain’t plain jane nothin’
[verse 2]
me and my jeweler still agurin’ ’bout which diamond hit the hardest
gia certified, yeah, flawless what they call this (f)
generational wealth, i’m goin’ hard on my lamar sh-t (ayy)
nothin’ factory, every whip gotta have a car key
huh, it can’t get no darker than this five percent (i swear it can’t)
huh, chrome heart lenses, a couple thousand spent (what you wearin’, quan?)
fresher than a b-tch, i make a n-gga flinch (okay)
n-ggas sweet like food, put ’em on the dish (ayy)
i’m the chief of the old school, a couple bricks (what else?)
she a freak, she ain’t nothin’, scratched her off the list (swear)
ain’t no tellin’ what they gon’ do if they catch you
and i’m tryna cover this sh-t with my tattoos, yeah

[outro]
ain’t sh-t changed but the money in the bank account
some change small, we gon’ blow it, we don’t think about it
family and money the only thing i can’t live without
you probably thought i was the same, but i’m different now

- rich homie quan

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