Rags & Riches

Meek It's getting colder than ever Oh yeah oh yeah Uh It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch, oh yeah oh yeah I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts Uh Percocet, I just need some more of that I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than cul-de-sac Fucking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back These niggas wanna talk that shit it ain't nothing Poppin all that shit right now, it ain't nothing These niggas might do that cappin but I swear that I ain't bluffing And I'm just tired of niggas And I'm just tired of bitches Oh yeah Oh yeah These niggas so down bad, how you go riches to rags It's getting colder than ever so I keep me a Chrome Hearts sweater Yea you should've knew better, that this wasn't lasting forever This a lifestyle, not a hobby bitch, oh yeah oh yeah I'm going to the top, finna go rags to riches These niggas so down bad how you go riches to rags All these niggas got butter fingers the way they fumbling the bag And I just pulled up in the big body truck, that bitch all black Niggas be lazy and keep on hating yea and that's all facts Uh percocet, I just need some more of that I just threw that boy a dime, feel like quarterback I don't f*ck with niggas, circle tighter than culdesac Fucking the baddest bitches and I ain't never double back