fybr (first year being rich)

, first year being rich, i'm bout to cop a house on riverside, checkin' off my list, i buy a boat, i put your crib inside, mental need a fix, i'm feeling broken since my nigga died, multiply my chips, i'm losing count, it's hard to memorize, boost the economy dollar for dollar, i gotta be, lit up my neck, hit the lottery, did it for prodigy, wilding in prada, oh while i be worth my mind and my prophecy, coppin these properties, came with a bank and monopoly, just bought estate in the colony, bankin' a shot off the balcony, mob with the infantry, rich what i gotta be, nigga, movin' stories and walkin' through the clouded room, not the first time being rich, not the first time seeing shit, made a promise i ain't going back to bein' broke, first year being rich, now i'mma cop me a brick, niggas hate the bricks, then they shittin' bricks, fuck the hit 'n' miss, niggas missing hits, illegitimate at hitting licks, gold neck full of hidden gems, in the gym like i'm gettin' ripped, my rhetoric, nigga let it drip, a half a billion by 36, top of the year was broke, done been had lint in my pocket, now i'm plugged like a socket, bankrolls in my pocket, paypal was on zero, now i'm counting more zeros, bank account lookin' like cheerios, with a mob like robert de niro, had to learn both grind and patience, took my moms on a trip to jamaica, i thought i wasn't gon' make it, i was so impatient, stressed out, my head was aching, now my palms be itchin', now these bitches trippin', now my bank be drippin', last year i was broke, i ain't goin' back to shit, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, niggas give me dap and these hoes gon' show me love, i remember what it was, i remember what it was, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, this my first year being rich, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, she want to rock with the man, she want to hop in the lam, rock wit the band, she wanna rock with the gang, ooh, pop a lil' band, ooh, i got mo' bands than yo' man, started from pots and pans, to all of these fans, and all these hoes in my pants ooh, ooh, i walk in that bih, i don't dance, ooh, she drippin', lil bitch, she don't dance, ooh, holdin' my dick with no hands, ooh, she coolin' me off with no fan, ooh, free my lil guy in the jail, ooh, i keep a drum like a band, ooh, we robbin these niggas no change, ooh, then i take that to the floor, ooh, i'm already rich, but i feel like i'm broke, huh, nigga, you know, if i go broke, i'ma cop me a o, yeah, buyin' my uncle a stove, whippin,' whippin,' whippin' real hard, teenage whippin' like he betty crocker, she eat the dick up, she the headdie mobster, when the strippers on me throw confetti dollars, when i touch a billion, that's when i'm rich, stackin' my money, you not with the shits, hundred on the rollie and my mom got the crib, they callin me tookie, ice blew it in the crib, put the hammer in the benz cause i'm too legit to quit, addy caught me chillin on the audi with a bitch, call me niggarace, each finger, it glists, you try to 2pac me, i hit you with this