Gettin Richer (Radio Edit)

I'm in my phone all day, not texting bitches I'm getting richer, I try to paint it for you, you don't get the picture Taking risks and I prosper Trapping off the iPhone so I can feed you lobster Two phones, but none's for bitches I'm making money, minding my black owned business, I'm getting richer Might f*ck around and change my name to Richard Spitting Bible verses but this ain't a scripture Be careful of the niggas that's just hanging with ya, when it all goes down is they banging With ya? Told myself don't chill this year, then I made a quarter mil this year, getting richer From the ground up I built this here, know my hustlers feel this here, getting richer King of the slow stroke, give you that dope dick, serve you like Dope Smoke They tryna catch up to me but niggas is slow pokes I'm laughing straight to the bank but this ain't no joke Count up all these racks I'm losing track of this shit F*ck my ex bitch she was distracting and shit Don't you miss your blessing, I ain't acting and shit Fine like fine wine, I'm tryna taste if it's lit So much time, still ain't got time to double back on a bitch She so fine let's just wine down can we go half on a kid I done lost count how many times I said I love you and shit And don't you ever give my love away, girl I want you You don't know how to just be you Don't tell me lies I can see through Girl don't you ever trade up and give it away Wake up let's have a quickie, in six minutes I just made a thousand dollars, in six minutes Hit the gym, run a mile, in six minutes Bank account looking lovely, six digits Let's travel the world baby, no pivot The people staring at us like an exhibit Expensive taste, exquisite You leaving or staying? You better get with it Count up all these racks I'm losing track of this shit F*ck my ex bitch she was distracting and shit Don't you miss your blessing, I ain't acting and shit Fine like fine wine, I'm tryna taste if it's lit So much time, still ain't got time to double back on a bitch She so fine, lets just wine down, can we go half on a kid I done lost count how many times I said I love you and shit And don't you ever give my love away, girl I want you You don't know how to just be you Don't tell me lies I can see through Girl don't you ever trade up and give it away