Rich Spirit

Takin' my baby to school, then I pray for her

'Cause you bitches ain't never been cool, writin' testament

Paintin' pictures, put me in the Louvre, that's a definite

Universal shift, I'm in a groove

A celebrity do not mean integrity, you fool

I'm a good man, shake your hand, firm grip rule

Seventy-two ways, lost ten, ballin' with the flu

More than two M's, for sure, but add another two

Lil' Man-Man, the big mans, the GT diamond flippin' the kickstand

Rich ****, broke phone

Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song

Aye, bitch, I'm attractive

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

Bitch, I'm attractive

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

The morality can wait

Feedback on low latency

I'm glitchin' from the face as my thoughts grow sacredly

I'm runnin' out of space, ask Whitney, she okay

Never mind a hundred K

Why you lyin' on Benjamin? He turnin' in his grave

I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't give this shit away

The aloof Buddha, I'm Christ with a shoota

Praise to Muhammad, I might **** news ya

AP Michael Freeman, my friends cooler

Primary so the resale value stupid

I would never live my life on a computer

IG'll get you life for a chikabooya

More power to ya, love 'em from a distance

Why you always in the mirror more than the bitches?

And my cousin tried to sue me like he got the privilege

But I didn't lose sleep 'cause I got the spirit, aye

Rich ****, broke phone

Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song

Aye, bitch, I'm attractive

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

Bitch, I'm attractive

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

Frat brother, real ****, that brother

We just upped the score, give me dap, brother

Spirit medium, I don't rap, brother

We headed there now, are you strapped, brother?

Aye, peace maker but I'm not naive, brother

Aye, gotta watch your homies and police, brother

Aye, clout chasin' hell of a disease, brother

I'm fastin' four days out the week, brother

I pray to God that you realize the entourage is dead

I pray to God that you not lackin' when you off the meds

I pray to God she know them Cabo trips don't last forever

Bitch'll argue with her mama, go and get them kids

I pray to God you actually pray when somebody dies

Thoughts and prayers way better off timelines

False claimin' not cute, I'm mortified

The new Earth in high pursuit, two hundred lives

Rich ****, broke phone

Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song

Aye, bitch, I'm attractive

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

Bitch, I'm attractive

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh