From Broke To Rich

[Intro]
Ayy
Broke to rich
If you ain't with us, you against us
Look

[Verse]
Bust heads, bust checks, bust scripts
I been riding with a thirty in the clip
If you run up on me wrong, I'ma trip
It's a cold day in hell If a nigga ever slip, goddamn
Sagging through the West, we the best, fuck the rest, ayy
Comptown tatted on my chest, don't flex
I know a couple niggas that'll test
If you riding through the section, you better ride with a vest
Let me tell you how a nigga went broke to rich
If a nigga get low, shit, I gotta hit a lick
I just popped another Perc' so I gotta hit a bitch
Shit, I'm tryna get rich and get a down ass bitch
I been trappin' ten summers, shit, I feel like Lenny
I just slid down the 'Brans with a big ass semi
I'm a real ass nigga, it ain't on me, it's in me
I was 7 years old tryna tote with a billy
I was 16, kicking in doors for the chili
If you thought that I was broke, Mr. Mosely, you silly
Heard a couple niggas looking, if you want me, then get me
And if you thinking that you tough, come spend a day in the Phillies
I just poured a deuce with Mari, now we swervin' and swangin'
Tryna catch a nigga slippin', better watch where you hangin'
If you don't know where you at, you better watch what you sayin'
I'm from where young niggas die and they ain't even bangin'
Goddamn, I just got off the phone with my lil' bro
Called my phone trippin' 'bout a bird ass ho
I told the nigga fuck that bitch, go get dough
If a nigga get broke, shit, I gotta kick a door
Goddamn, ayy JR, this beat really slap, bro
If a nigga trippin' on you, I'ma slap bro
Just give it time and we really finna stack dough
And if I go broke, shit, I'm back to flipping packs, bro
Ayy, my name ring bells, they know Riche$
And a couple niggas know me 'cause I'm fucking with they bitches
All you niggas is Ricos, I only fuck with Mitchs
And I only fuck with bitches that be running up the digits
Ayy, ayy, play on the phone, I gotta make that
If you playin' with my chili, gotta take that
I just ran up in the house, where your safe at?
I'm in the land where you know that it ain't safe at
Ayy, I just turnt some Louboutins to some play shoes
I know his homie say they homies but he hate dude
I'm just poured off a deuce, no, I ain't rude
Touching cups, that's the type of shit you can't do
Ayy, I be hanging with real killers and bangers
Your homies is all strangers, so tell 'em that they in danger
'Cause if I don't say shit, shit, the homie gon' bust one
And all them niggas that you with, he gon' touch one

[Outro]
This the story how a nigga went from broke to rich
I went from broke to rich
Ayy, broke to rich
I went from broke to rich
This the story how a nigga went from broke to rich
If a nigga go broke, shit, it's back to hitting licks, ayy
Rosecrans shit, nigga, it's Riche$
I went from, I went from broke to rich
If a nigga go broke, shit, it's back to hitting licks, ayy