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• Artiste: Project Youngin
• Titre: Mad That I'm Rich
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(Ayy, No Limit, keep that shit goin') (Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em) I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit Main nigga, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad thеy don't hit They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich I know thеy mad that I'm rich (Ayy, that lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothing, man) Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich Ayy, they act like they mad 'cause I made it out the streets Biography, I ain't do nothing but take my life and put it on this beat I had to go and get them grams 'cause that was the only way to eat And any nigga 'round me can't be down, I'll put 'em all on they feet They only get one time to fuck up with a nigga I don't fuck with one time, can't put my trust in no nigga, nah Too many sleepless nights and sacrifices I made for the gang It hurt me to my heart when I'm one hundred to a nigga that changed Like I be doing shit for niggas and they don't do the same I hate when niggas think that shit expected, I don't owe a thing This shit ain't happen overnight, I prayed for this lifestyle Even though they ain't expect it, I was made for the lifestyle I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit Main nigga, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich I know they mad that I'm rich Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich Know they hate to see me shining and shit If them boys play with us, it's gon' be sirens and shit Want your jewelry back, hit me, I know the robbers and shit Won't front and y'all niggas, they dying for dollars and shit Can't believe they really kept my nigga for some chump change Ten racks, I could've gave him that shit on his birthday Twenty-some floors up and I still smell them pissy hallways We won't see eviction letters again, foreigns in the driveway I don't like people that treat you different when you famous Youngin rolling, I remember last year, I was nameless Still be in my hood 'til I die, I ain't changing Name ring a bell, make sure they remember what my name is I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit Main nigga, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich I know they mad that I'm rich Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich