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Rich money Have you ever watched niggas change up on you Have you ever watched a bitch lose love for you Have you Have you ever got that call that your brother gone Hmm And all them feelings that I felt, Ima remember that And all this pain that I felt, I won't forget that But now I'm headed to the bag and you can't come along Hmm Yeah, so if you ain't talking Chip, please don't call this Apple Hmm Yeah, and I can't f*ck with certain niggas cause they tattled Niggas tattle-tattling Yeah, smoke an Eighth in the wood, it's a good marathon Why I'm loading bitcoin, just got a new piece Finna Hit Rodeo, got some new cheese Bad exotic bitches, an she on fleek On JMoney, we been in the hills like all week Making movies, that will make your nigga wanna kill me It's rich money, make this shit look easy The bitch could front, but she know that she need me I've been in the cut, so just know you ain't seen me A lot of shit these niggas doing, I done did it twice I remain the influence on these niggas grind Hmm Have you ever need a Glock just in case these niggas act funny I never believe it when the bitch say she love me Never believe a nigga say I can trust him I'm too conceited, it's about me and some money I'ma bleed when I pull up with a hunnid Always talking Chip, but you dont never have nothin Hmm Might as well stop talking about it Hmm Have you ever watched niggas change up on you Have you ever watched a bitch lose love for you Have you Have you ever got that call that your brother gone Hmm And all the feelings that I felt, I'ma remember that And all this pain that I felt, I won't forget that But now I'm headed to the bag and you can't come along Hmm Yeah, so if you ain't talking Chip, please don't call this Apple Yeah, and I can't f*ck with certain niggas cause they tattled Huh, smoke an eighth in the wood, it's a good marathon While I'm loading Bitcoin, just got a new piece Finna hit Rodeo, got some new cheese Finna throw 50 on the watch, make that bitch freeze The Yop a bless a nigga, so don't sneeze I can't f*ck a broke bitch, she gotta have cheese German' engineer and gang slidin' in the AMG Yeah, you out here lying to the hoes and that ain't P Mad you ain't get chose, shit couldn't be me I ain't worried about the bitch, she worried about me I will never chase a bitch, I'm the trophy Please stop speaking on my name if you don't know me I don't listen to tough talk, you gotta show me My brother gone, I can't go back to the old me Hmm, but I'm still getting money like we used to I still hit the club with 10,000 ones I just made a hundred, now I'm throwing dubs I love making bitches feel like I'm the one Hmm Yeah, I know that's toxic, huh Yeah, have you ever watched a nigga change up on you Have you ever watched a bitch lose love for you Have you Have you ever got that call that your brother gone Hmm And all them feelings that I felt, I remember that And all this pain that I felt, I won't forget that But now I'm here to the back and you can't come along