Rich

Rich verse 1
I'm so melodic sort of exotic a product of my environment firemen wasn't lying i'm hot/Blue flaming the block i get a lot of love so when I'm writing these rhymes i rock an oven glove / my punchlines like a cannon briggs uppercut cowards stay ready to shoot I rather knuckle up/and get to scrapping applauding the only clapping you do I smack you and ya crew in front of everybody / I put the wrecks in effect young Teddy Riley or get a taste of my wrecking ball if you ready Miley / highly considered that devilish kind of raw talent and give a sinister grin when I'm caught smiling / we in the court wilding out to be free solitary in the summer like 1,000 degrees allow me to breath like respirators / I respect the haters the nay sayers and the speculators the bench players can't define my raps / like a train I'm on track you spending all ya time on snap / facts a lot fiction going around here listen u get the but the sound ain't clear

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I just wanna be rich / I don't wanna be broke
Let me get my mind right / role something to smoke
Kept my business low key / took a suddle approach
I was skipping jail time ? still cutting it close
I could've been a victim of a drive-by / stray bullet while I'm sittin on the sideline
Seeing brothers drop 1 by 1 & the good die young soI'm just tryna make it outta the slums / I just wanna be rich

Rich verse 2
1. Thoughts of a sinner mentality of winner you rappers is food just another part of my dinner/you die by the gun I'm the one thats pulling the trigger my flow remind you of "Jigga" in his prime no lie / all these platinum rolex's watching time go by the same time know we all gone die / Thats a definite fact think "BIG" - I kick in the door swiftly (pause) I was getting the strap before 50 / trying to play me ain't the best decision listen that ain't a rapper thats a sex position / everybody on the quest to be king a lot fronting to all these want to be killers but hey thats nothing new / the vibration of these vocals all through ya ape i break barrels donkey Sean junior / I slap box who oppose my reign no fame yet everybody knows my name / cheers when i step in the bar i cop bottles / party with the street hoodrats and top models / ya'll be scraping up loose change my doe lotto / mega millions in my bank with gold hollows

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