Richer Dreams

808 Mafia

Man, I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly (hey)

Told my dawg, "We gon' be good, man ****, trust me" (hey)

When it's all said and done, she still gon' suck me (hey)

Money fast, how it come? Like it rush me, hey

Yeah, but I want a bigger bag, want a bigger crib, hey

Want a bigger chain, hey, want the sickest whip, hey

Want some bigger shit, hey, when I'm bigger bitch, hey

We just **** rich, hey, bitch, I'm **** rich

That **** not cut like me, can't get no bucks like me

That's why I don't chill with them ****, I rather get richer alonе

Yeah, I'ma home run hitter, yеah, I just be taking her home

And you is a phony ****, man, you can't go back home

I be in the hood like every month, these **** more pressed than the Claremont's

My life a movie, I'm Paramount, but it's some shit I don't share about

Tell me more shit I don't care about, I'm waiting on money, what Pi'erre about?

Can't be scared and stay in the house, used to throw parties and air it out

Now I'm up for a Grammy now, we got first not second down

Chase that town, we gon' throw it out, money like hair how I grow it out

I was on rush for real, bitch, I'm four for real

My **** don't lift no weight, but he always holds the steel

My **** done caught a case, they trying to give him ten years

Shawty showed the future fast, that past catches up for real

Introduce you to the bag, and we gon' touch a 'mil

You know why my pockets fat, 'cause my bank like Uncle Phil's

Man, I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly (hey)

Told my dawg, "We gon' be good, my ****, trust me" (hey)

When it's all said and done, she still gon' suck me (hey)

Money fast, now it come like it rush me, hey

Yeah, but I want a bigger bag, want a bigger crib, hey

Want a bigger chain, hey, want the sickest whip, hey

Want some bigger shit, hey, when I'm bigger bitch, hey

We just **** rich, hey, bitch, I'm **** rich

Yeah, EA monster

Big guns (big guns), big clips (big clips)

Better run (better run), sank ships (sank ships)

We kill shit (we kill shit), like the Navy (the Navy)

If you switched, then yo' pussy ass Fugazi (you pussy)

I got racks on me, fucking yo' old lady (oh yeah)

She might come back to your **** maybe (****, maybe)

I might send a shooter round yo' way maybe (maybe)

Hope these **** ain't tough, **** don't try to play with me (don't play with me)

I'ma keep it on my side, bitch, it spray with me (oh yeah)

.30 round, a .100 round, this on Glock 17 (yeah)

I'm the same ****, came up out them apartments (trenches)

Man, I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly (hey)

Told my dawg, "We gon' be good, my ****, trust me" (hey)

When it's all said and done, she still gon' suck me (hey)

Money fast, now it come like it rush me, hey

Yeah, but I want a bigger bag, want a bigger crib, hey

Want a bigger chain, hey, want the sickest whip, hey

Want some bigger shit, hey, when I'm bigger bitch, hey

We just **** rich, hey, bitch, I'm **** rich