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letra de rich - topaz jones

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[chorus]
i be spending like i’m rich
i be frontin’ like i’m broke sometimes (i ain’t got it, i ain’t got it)
catch me stuntin’ on a b-tch
ooh baby, don’t blow my high
‘cause i been going through withdrawals

[verse 1]
gotta check my deposit
i been gettin’ outta pocket
i’ve been eatin’ all this brunch
(aww, c’mon dawg what kind of weak sh-t is that? you drinkin’ mamosas with your pinky up)
i’ll be in the red by the end of the month
comin’ out the blue with my stories
boo-hoo’s and i’m sorry’s
i promise i’ll pay you right back when i get it though
i would never play you like that, what you trippin’ for? ahh ahh ahh
you know i tried to sell trees ‘cause i wasn’t such a trapeze artist at all
super stingy with the bag
apologies if you bought it, i needed them sneakers bad
bet all of my teacher’s mad i grew up to be a rapper (why they mad though?)
used to think i knew it all, wouldn’t even read a chapter
the fame or the power, what you after?
everybody want the plug, i’d rather be the adapter
now that i got a few chips, blow the check on a new fit
every dinner at ruth’s chris, diamonds in every tooth -it’s funny
get you some money, they all wanna give their two cents
‘til it’s in the way of you making a contribution
how many n-ggas been duped and made a dufus? (a lot)
how many n-ggas in coupes that won’t recoup sh-t?
(ay watch out too these a&r’s taking b-tches to katana on y’all budgets talkin’ bout it’s a business meeting – you ain’t sl!ck mothaf-cka)
okay you got a little change, boy you came up
but your own neighborhood you afraid of
couldn’t buy the caché with what you saved up
you still a slave, even if you got your chain tucked
but i won’t let a broke boy prevent my shine
made a clout bank account, just to flex online
heard n-ggas asking for change but i spent all mine
don’t know how i’ll pay the rent on time, ‘cause…
[chorus]
i be spending like i’m rich
i be frontin’ like i’m broke sometimes (i ain’t got it, i ain’t got it)
catch me stuntin’ on a b-tch
ooh baby, don’t blow my high
‘cause i’ve been going through withdrawals…

[outro]
looks they can be so deceiving, ugh
false prophets we don’t believe in, no!
cross my heart and hope to die…

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