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I can you' bout the Mach Five I can show you what them buy I can tell you my block ties I can you to the far side Poor decision makin' plagued you lives You crack up on your momma porch While she still goin' her new divorce He has a thrill as he raise his When he really needs to raise his Young thugs with so much Young thugs havin' no niggas havin' no fathers Young niggas catchin' charges up she say she felt alone Now she strippin' for that pot of Another in the bowl They say her mother never her role I heard her mother always on the Her mother wearin' gold Where I'm from I that's how it goes
Rich niggas makin' poor Rich niggas poor decisions Rich niggas poor decisions Rich niggas makin' poor niggas makin' poor decisions All my little up in prison Lupe gotta 'em how you livin'
The T-Rex says Grown man is somethin' you gotta deal with Whole hand cards but nothin' you can build with That sound like bullshit out a bull mouth Even the tepee is a house Simple keep you out the cold If you hold it close together, never fold Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your You don't believe in God then at least in odds This of our is just a house of cards Just the yards, and nice adjacent parks We was black but that shit'll make you dark Even with a handful of Mind on the club just to a little love, my regards Cause when P-O-V is poverty like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key Finna D-O-P-E bob and And the boxer boxin' Up out them like it was Rocky 3 up in the game now Look at how we came out olly olly oxen free That ain't why watchin' me, yeah, yeah decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables Now early 30s, my blood pressure's Medical, yeah nigga I'm you Coveting cars over Rappers influence shootin' sprees Turn around and publish bars it ain't got shit to do with me to record so ruthlessly Rich
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Can't tell you that H dude But I'll tell you 'bout hate dude And I'll show you where they a tool I a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes I'm from an era where trinkets could buy attention And the thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but Accord Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on your knob she has never been adored Lord us, my generation come to an end we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim? I mean really why I pretend? a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' Once I got hot, only good option to vent
Aye Ricky I'mma the mission How 'bout poor niggas rich decisions? Poor niggas makin' rich That shit there is more efficient I that might be a better description Poor niggas rich decisions Can't afford 'em but you gon' get 'em That's a poor nigga making rich Buyin' jewelry but you you're vision Yeah! On a Yeah! part 2