Rich And Dangerous Songtext

Then, I'ma go spin out a Bentlеy truck

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Shorty can't leave, she stalkin'
Can't give up, I'm ballin'
Whoever hang with him, we get him, we don't have a target
I been in LA, but dog, the trenches where my heart at
These niggas ain't felt no pain, these niggas just play hurt like a car wreck
At night, I pray to God that he protect me from that cold cell
Remember I was posted on the wall just like a doorbell
Everything change, remember Duke was standin' right here
Pistol in my hand, it take too long to get to my hip

Dyin' 'bout that money, you know hustlin' kills
Deservin' what I got, I put in work for years
I hope Fred know that I miss him, but, he'll never call me Wish my nigga would have passed away from natural causes
Givin' up on bein' happy 'cause them Devils on me
All I know is grab my ratchet every fuckin' mornin'
Lambo' tires done gripped the street them bitches off the corner
Rich ass rapper, police think I got a fifty on him
I see diamonds in your eye everytime that you cry, why you so emotional?
All that money couldn't save me, they made me mad at love
Then, I'ma go spin out a Bentley truck

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