Finally Rich by FCG Heem
Finally Rich by FCG Heem

Finally Rich

FCG Heem * Track #12 On Shallowside Baby

Finally Rich Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Ayy, tell 'em
ShallowSide Baby, man
Ayy, free Lil BuBu, free Lil Qway, ASAP (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Fuck it, I'm finally here, bitch, I'm finally rich (I'm finally rich)
For Lil Steve I ain't trippin', you can have that shit (You can have that shit)
Young nigga really came from nothin', my bitch bad as shit (Bad as shit)
I can't even sit and act real, like imagine this (Like imagine this )
I'm puttin' in work 'cause I refuse to be average (To be average)
I know you'll sell your soul to be where I'm at right now (Where I'm at)
Twenty floors up, can see the ocеan where I'm recordin' at now (I'm rеcordin' at now)
I ain't lettin' shit slide, I need get back now (I need get back now)
I ain't lettin' shit slide, jump out the whip right now (Jump out the whip right now)

[Refrain]
You had told me you gon' ride, then, up your stick right now (Up your stick right now)
You had told me you gon' ride (You gon' ride)
Ayy, I'ma to a bid for all them niggas 'bout my shit locked down
Remember mama got two jobs, she was hustlin' dawg (She was hustlin' dawg)
Fuck a handout, this shit was off the muscle, lil' dawg (Off the muscle, lil' dawg)
I ain't gon' take this shit with ease, and shit got tough on me, dawg (Shit got tough on me, dawg)
I brushed that dirt off, straight out the mud, you know we ball (You know we ball, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I ain't even know this shit was gon' work, but, I had gave it my all (Gave it my all )
It ain't enough money in the world to make me change on my dawg (To make me change on my dawg)
I wear my heart on my sleeve, but, I'm here showin' my flaws
Long live Dwight, she better grind 'cause they say life goes on (They say life goes on)

[Chorus]
Fuck it, I'm finally here, bitch, I'm finally rich (I'm finally rich)
For Lil Steve I ain't trippin', you can have that shit (You can have that shit)
Young nigga really came from nothin', my bitch bad as shit (Bad as shit)
I can't even sit and act real, like imagine this (Like imagine this )
I'm puttin' in work 'cause I refuse to be average (To be average)
I know you'll sell your soul to be where I'm at right now (Where I'm at)
Twenty floors up, can see the ocean where I'm recordin' at now (I'm recordin' at now)
I ain't lettin' shit slide, I need get back now (I need get back now)
I ain't lettin' shit slide, jump out the whip right now (Jump out the whip right now)

[Verse 2]
All these blue hundreds, I'm bangin' Z, you think I'm Crip right now (Think I'm Crip right now)
I'm walkin' with this Kruger .40 on my hip right now (On my hip right now)
'Bout Lil Heem, they mask up and let it rip right now (Let it rip right now)
Let it rip right now
I ain't cryin', nigga, it's homicide for a homicide
Bullets flyin', damn, I lost my life, I heard tires slidin' (I heard tires slidin')
Young nigga wipe your nose, boy, they all slime (Boy, they all slime)
Killers in my entourage, fuck you think? I wear mob ties (I wear mob ties)
Talkin' to my son, "They go against you, they all dyin'" (Bitch, they all dyin')
Admit I fool by face, ma, I think we all blind (I think we all blind)
None of them gon' ball, but, I rather see my dawg shine (I rather see my dawg shine)
AMG slidin', the steerin' wheel, it got carbon
Count me out, I ain't givin' up
We was down, I ain't let up (Down, I ain't let up)
Mama, I ain't gon' be at peace until yo' feet kickin' up ('Til yo' feet kickin' up)
Fuck it, I'm gon' do my thing, them niggas Tweetin', and so what? (Them niggas Tweetin', and so what?)
Give a fuck 'bout no accolades, I do this shit for us (I do this shit for us)

[Chorus]
Fuck it, I'm finally here, bitch, I'm finally rich (I'm finally rich)
For Lil Steve I ain't trippin', you can have that shit (You can have that shit)
Young nigga really came from nothin', my bitch bad as shit (Bad as shit)
I can't even sit and act real, like imagine this (Like imagine this )
I'm puttin' in work 'cause I refuse to be average (To be average)
I know you'll sell your soul to be where I'm at right now (Where I'm at)
Twenty floors up, can see the ocean where I'm recordin' at now (I'm recordin' at now)
I ain't lettin' shit slide, I need get back now (I need get back now)
I ain't lettin' shit slide, jump out the whip right now (Jump out the whip right now)

[Refrain]
You had told me you gon' ride, then, up your stick right now (Up your stick right now)
You had told me you gon' ride (You gon' ride)
Ayy, I'ma to a bid for all them niggas 'bout my shit locked down
Remember mama got two jobs, she was hustlin' dawg (She was hustlin' dawg)
Fuck a handout, this shit was off the muscle, lil' dawg (Off the muscle, lil' dawg)
I ain't gon' take this shit with ease, and shit got tough on me, dawg (Shit got tough on me, dawg)
I brushed that dirt off, straight out the mud, you know we ball (You had told me you gon' ride)

Finally Rich Q&A

Who wrote Finally Rich's ?

Finally Rich was written by FCG Heem & PepperJack Zoe.

Who produced Finally Rich's ?

Finally Rich was produced by PepperJack Zoe.

When did FCG Heem release Finally Rich?

FCG Heem released Finally Rich on Fri Sep 02 2022.

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