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Rich Homie Quan
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ayee
Rich Homie, baby
Aye quan , you know we ain't losing Shìt man
We might lose a little sleep, but
We ain't never gone lose our mind
You know what I'm saying
Especially not about no money
**** know wassup with me
Wassup with we, I been doing this shit man
[Verse 2]
It's like the more money I made I had to deal with bigger problems
And I started burning sage just to keep the hate up off me
Momma always told me pray even though I did that often
And I'm thanking god every chance that I get I ain't in no coffin
Say Yeen felt no pain with the kid
Yeen never stood out in the rain with the kid
The money and these cars yeah they came with the kid
And these **** catching Rico's, you can't bang with the kid
I'm a certified Homie, you can't change for no bitch
Icebox got me lit they did my chain and my wrist
Say you love me baby, tat my name on you then
And I respect the L of course but, girl, I came here to win
Can't even explain how I'm feeling
[Verse 3]
Mind In a couple places, I got a reason
I just had another little boy, another one who need me
Like how you take abortion from women, that left me speechless
What if your daughter got raped, would you want her to keep it?
I wake up, get money for breakfast until it's evening
I'm out of hibernation, we doing this all season
Ran off all them **** and pardon, we gon' keep it
**** pillow talking, they telling all y'all secrets
Heard them boys ran out aye I got it, what y'all needin'?
We done won so much they done rigged it like y'all cheated
And I got to keep my head up and walk like my nose bleeding
And I'm still tryna balance this shit
[Verse 4]
It's like the more money I made I had to deal with bigger problems
And I started burning sage just to keep the hate up off me
Momma always told me pray even though I did that often
And I'm thanking god every chance that I get I ain't in no coffin
Say Yeen felt no pain with the kid
Yeen never stood out in the rain with the kid
The money and these cars yeah they came with the kid
And these **** catching Rico's, you can't bang with the kid
I'm a certified Homie, you can't change for no bitch
Icebox got me lit they did my chain and my wrist
Say you love me baby, tat my name on you then
And I respect the L of course but, girl, I came here to win
Can't even explain how I'm feeling
Written by: Akhmarov Daniil, Rich Homie Quan
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