Tonalité : F minor•
Intro 1
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(Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
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(Six chill, fool, for real, for real)
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Yeah, uh, look, uh, look
Verse 1
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We went from rags to riches, uh (yeah)
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Project fences, to livin' luxury
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Now we live luxury
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Straight out that bottom
nobody gave nothin' to me
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Be careful while fuckin' with me
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All of my lil' brothers 'bout it
they cuttin' for me
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Yeah, they gon' cut ya for me
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Lay in the cut with them cutters
and cut ya for free
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Say she in love with me (what else?)
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But save your love, I just want your company
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I fall in the glove for free (yeah)
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I give out daps and them hugs
but no one's for me
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'Cause that type of shit
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don't faze a player, uh (what else?)
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This type of shit is what make a hater
Pre-chorus 1
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When ya got it out the mud, yeah
Ran it up, yeah
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Really don't give no fuck, yeah
Don't give no fuck
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When you turn nothing to something, yeah
Really hustlin', yeah
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Young and gettin' that money, yeah
Chorus 1
We gettin' that money, yeah
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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To riches
Verse 2
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I went from rags to riches
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I still go back to the trenches
We had to smash some niggas
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No silver spoons, we had plastic utensils
He just came home, he still packin' his pistol
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Die in these streets
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or get saved by the system
Or get you some millions,
my lifestyle is vicious
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These hoes ain't gon' miss you,
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they fuck on your partner
Act like they forgot you,
that shit have you sick
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My girl, she the realest,
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I know how to pick 'em
I know what I did, I need you to bear with me
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I know shit get ugly,
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but that's why you pretty
And pushin' a Bentley, my kind near extinct
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I put up them millions, I'll never go broke
I'm a god in my hood, I give everyone hope
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Can't remember a time
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when my answer was nope
Pre-chorus 2
I remember the times I had nowhere to go
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Down to my lowest, I turned to a pro
And I'm pourin' my heart out,
I bought my lil' boy house
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I brought all the bros out,
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I never try show show out
I'm never gon' go out, never that
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Every time that I turn around, I'm giving back
Once they whack him,
he's dead, it ain't no gettin' back
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I was giving my all, not asking for it back
I had blue hearts at first,
Chorus 2
I had to turn 'em black
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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To riches
Bridge 1
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Rags to riches, rags to riches
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Rags to riches, rags to riches, rags to riches
Chorus 3
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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Rags to riches
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To riches
Outro 1
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