Rags 2 Riches

Easymoney Shit Remember I was fucked up I was dead broke Hanging round drug dealers trying to cook dope Trap house on each block a lot of old stoves Big cause was da plug he fronted me them bows Bring them back what I made cashed them out for more Remember they was tryng to play me always cracking jokes Fast forward years later I'm getting booked for shows Youngest in the high school fucking grown hoes Dey don't want to see me win they in competition Momma told me am not no comparison when it's ah difference Was born in not sworn in I'm realer den u niggas Right now, I'm walking through da storm I got to deal with it Told my man's get his bag we gone pay for spinning For the right price and reason, you know we gone spend it Grab some bows and hit the road hell yeah, we wit it Isn't nobody fucked up on the tab we split it Don't get into it over bitches we f*ck da hoes Balenci Louie and Dior we rock da same clothes Bring ah meal to the table eat it with da bros F*ck Cerio breakfast time we serving niggas bows Gotta watch your back they are playing every man for Dey self Lemon cherry came from Cali I only deal with top shelf Midget Drac wit da wood same height as ah elf Did dis shit by myself I am not never ask for help Get off your ass and get ah bag f*ck being lazy Hit the road for 2 months Ik it sounds crazy What I made could've went and copped the new Mercedes' I'm advanced I know shit want let ah nigga play me Ima boss I got to bag that's why these niggas hate me Man, these niggas goofys all Dey brag about is murder Half of them faking they haven't really never murked one In the streets trapping hard in the Stu working I was working with 2 phones trying to build my clientele You ever seen 100 bows you don't even know the smell 300 black out in that scat bro gone get on niggas tail You aren't never copped ah brick or got one sent threw da mail Got my hood on my side bet you can't even go to yours Ima beast came from da jungle be in the forest Put on your cleats hop in da field slide with the torrest Sprinter bus for the road junkies probably think I'm touring Gone make ah m out da streets and put my mama in ah foreign I just put up 50 bucks' wit agent zero Aron Gordon When u catching big plays you up early in the morning Salute to my niggas in da field they steady scoring Yung nigga came from the trenches Lit in my city yeah, I got all da bitches We was broke but we up na I call it rag riches Was told as ah little child if he snitch give them stitches Betta watch out for da snakes got to pop them if he hissing 2 told me Dey gone hate soon as Dey see us winning Every day I pray to God like forgive for my sinning Dis that real nigga shit not drill music it's ah difference Niggas acting like Dey gang but really hating low We up now f*ck next f*ck you if u missed ah show Niggas looked at us like comp we looked at them as are bro Play it crazy like it's that getting you robbed cause you ah hoe Yung nigga rapping trapping we aren't in the same boat Louis sneakers look like Jordan's we don't wear the same clothes It's just me pat n sal when it's time to hit that road It's just me pat n sal when we cash out on the bows Get to passing out bags and put the whole team on Easymoney Shit Free Uno