Memories Of Your Riches

I just got hipped to Wallstreet Trapper Now I wanna mansion Watching videos of Him500 Now I want more than I set out achieve Financial literacy You dont know really What a person's thinking all day Unless they tell you Tears flow, that negativity irremovable  Not teaching me bout credit Should be unconstitutional  I always wanted to live like this A normal life unsuitable That money, power beautiful You lazy that's inexcusable I'm no stranger to wins Need a money spin They treat us different than him We got ruddy skin Happy we could dream together We used to be on punishment Hopefully you'll find a chance You'll get lucky in I seen a nigga trade his .40 for a money clip We gon hit that right away I seen the shit that money did I suffer from my heart too On bro it aint no funny shit I upped my bag to get it Pockets hurting made my stomach flip I learned from all those bloody lips It's all part of the healing Boogie used to be a funny kid Sun peeking, only time we speaking When the money in Some shit don't last forever But you got me in this monkey grip At least the hood rats never change Wishing on them spirits numbers Blessings that had never came Tryna cope with life And learn the lessons that I never gained Tweaking in my last song Just call me by whatever name I be needing the realest So much fake animosity They passed to the children Used to be an idealist I've been harboring some feelings What if we lost it all Shake it off Have faith that we'll rebuild it Ion know what's going on But I've been going with it Seen a hundred thousand It aint so appealing Used to dream of being in the mountains With a hunnid million Gain some leverage Plan an exit if you know you winning This that Udda flow Psychedelic trips Get on yo shit and help a shooter grow Complicated risks This ain't the nigga that you used to know Misery & mistakes, tryna hide my face But I ain't using blow I got memories of your riches Talent and ambition Childhood conditions That affect the way im living Told em ima figure it out These niggas deaf, ain't wanna listen They stripped his years from him Man my nigga was truly gifted Grinding for a mansion and some fazos Financial freedom tryna stack it in a bankroll Steady schemin, all he wanted was a peso