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letra de rags to riches - we$tphal

[intro]
i ain’t got no time to gloat
yeah, talk is cheap, i’m in my zone
i got my sh-t on airplane mode
don’t sleep unless that bankroll flow

[verse 1]
it was back in one-five, i was workin’ eight-to-five
got my head up in my ass, little jay just had no drive
lived that mediocre life, and b-tch, i’m never goin’ back
i’ll be my own boss ’til i die, and motherf-cker, that’s a fact
’cause i got a little thing called discipline
started from the bottom, now really, i’m in it, man
ain’t on top but i’m d-mn near close
i’m the player who’s clutch, not the player who chokes
but i want that smoke and i get that smoke
and i ain’t gonna stop ’til i’m sellin’ out shows
b-tch, i’m in the game and i can’t forfeit
give me three months and i’m droppin’ thirty more hits
[pre-chorus]
i remember when my pops used to tell me, “find your purpose”
now i’m the hottest new rapper named we$tphal, at your service
f-ck it up, boy, like dudes in the backstreet
body tatted up, lookin’ fresh in a black tee
so much drive, man, i gotta get a taxi
do it for the fam, i don’t gotta get a grammy
-gasp- pshew
yo, yo. yo
i ain’t got no time to gloat
yeah, talk is cheap, i’m in my zone
i got my sh-t on airplane mode
don’t sleep unless that bankroll flow

[chorus]
cookin’ up, whippin’ and dippin’ and stackin’
my business like rags to riches
you know i’m the illest, you know i be k!llin’
you know i be stackin’ my motherf-ckin’ millions, yo
’cause i’ma ball hard like the number one prospect
body bags around, b-tch, i put ’em in the coffin
so i’m cookin’ up, whippin’ and dippin’ and stackin’
my business like rags to riches
you know i’m the illest, you know i be k!llin’
you know i be stackin’ my motherf-ckin’ millions, yo
’cause i’ma ball hard like the number one prospect
body bags around, b-tch, i put ’em in the coffin
[verse 2]
now i’m up in twenty-five, bopping down rodeo drive
got that gucci in the bag, and the money on my mind
i just built another crib, not for a scar, i mean to live
f-ck the land, plus the bands, and the fans, life is grand (ugh)
ten thousand now, still counting, i’m paying my dues
never walk in my shoes, i’m a bad motherf-cker, so i really can’t lose
yeah, i got a few screws missing, but i ain’t missing no cash
i can get the money fast, i can get the money slow
i can get the money, whichever way that money go
coach, put me in, it’s the mob and me, i’m the showtime mvp

[pre-chorus]
i remember when my pops used to tell me, “find your purpose”
now i’m the hottest new rapper named we$tphal, at your service
f-ck it up, boy, like dudes in the backstreet
body tatted up, lookin’ fresh in a black tee
so much drive, man, i gotta get a taxi
do it for the fam, i don’t gotta get a grammy
-gasp- pshew
yo, yo, yo
i ain’t got no time to gloat
yeah, talk is cheap, i’m in my zone
i got my sh-t on airplane mode
don’t sleep unless that bankroll flow
[chrous]
cookin’ up, whippin’ and dippin’ and stackin’
my business like rags to b-tches
you know i’m the illest, you know i be k!llin’
you know i be stackin’ my motherf-ckin’ millions, yo
’cause i’ma ball hard like the number one prospect
body bags around, b-tch, i put ’em in the coffin
so i’m cookin’ up, whippin’ and dippin’ and stackin’
my business like rags to riches
you know i’m the illest, you know i be k!llin’
you know i be stackin’ my motherf-ckin’ millions, yo
’cause i’ma ball hard like the number one prospect
body bags around, b-tch, i put ’em in the coffin

- wetphal

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