paroles de chanson Rags 2 Riches - Ysn Fab
Don't
mind
me
just
mindin'
my
business
Pockets
gettin'
deep
gotta
brand
new
wish
list
Way
it
poke
out
my
shirt
got
me
lookin'
suspicious
I
got
me
a
real
one
don't
need
any
bitches
If
they
fuck
with
my
bread
they
gon'
leave
with
sum
stitches
Broke
niggas
like
Covid
I'm
keepin'
my
distance
When
you
gettin'
success
they
start
movin'
malicious
I
came,
from
rags
to
riches,
yea
My
pain,
came
from
wrong
decisions,
yea
Got
it
straight
out
the
mud
wit
some
muscle,
I
move
with
a
muscle
I'm
new
and
improved
shoulda
knew
not
to
trust
you
I'm
losing
my
cool
when
a
fool
tryna
tussle
I'm
walking
through
got
my
shoes
in
a
puddle
Ain't
satisfied
yet
gotta
make
this
shit
double
My
city
a
jungle
got
lions
and
bears
All
eyes
on
me
and
I'm
highly
aware
In
a
class
of
my
own
this
not
time
to
compare
They
don't
know
about
the
city
that
I'm
from
The
struggles
I
faced
in
a
place
like
the
slums
Found
me
a
way
to
escape
had
to
jump
I
took
a
leap
of
faith
they
took
a
lunge
I
be
dickin'
her
down
while
you
pay
for
her
lunch
Countin'
me
out
now
it's
numbers
I
crunch
Man
of
the
year
make
a
mill
in
a
month
I
can
tell
that
he
broke
he
been
talkin'
too
much
Don't
mind
me
just
mindin'
my
business
Pockets
gettin'
deep
gotta
brand
new
wish
list
Way
it
poke
out
my
shirt
got
me
lookin'
suspicious
I
got
me
a
real
one
don't
need
any
bitches
If
they
fuck
with
my
bread
they
gon'
leave
with
sum
stitches
Broke
niggas
like
Covid
I'm
keepin'
my
distance
When
you
gettin'
success
they
start
movin'
malicious
I
came,
from
rags
to
riches,
yea
My
pain,
came
from
wrong
decisions,
yea
Young
and
naive
with
a
tatt
on
his
sleeve
He
just
happy
to
breath
'cause
he
know
in
this
life
God
could
put
you
to
sleep
Couple
racks
on
me
at
least
My
credit
bad
I
couldn't
lease
100k
is
an
amateur
week
I
been
stackin'
my
chips
I
ain't
gamble
in
weeks
I'm
goin'
hard
for
the
streets
I
was
wrapping
up
work
now
I'm
rapping
on
beats
Yea
I
brought
platinum
plaques
back
to
my
city
Is
you
smart
or
you
loyal
I
don't
care
if
you
pretty
Niggas
tried
to
sign
my
life
away
and
they
tried
to
play
that
off
Yea
niggas
hatin'
'cause
they
know
I'm
poppin'
Name
rang
chains
hang
flossin'
Do
what
I
want
I
ain't
weighin'
the
options
Before
I'm
done
I'mma
be
in
your
top
ten
Don't
mind
me
just
mindin'
my
business
Pockets
gettin'
deep
gotta
brand
new
wish
list
Way
it
poke
out
my
shirt
got
me
lookin'
suspicious
I
got
me
a
real
one
don't
need
any
bitches
If
they
fuck
with
my
bread
they
gon'
leave
with
sum
stitches
Broke
niggas
like
Covid
I'm
keepin'
my
distance
When
you
gettin'
success
they
start
movin'
malicious
I
came,
from
rags
to
riches,
yea
My
pain,
came
from
wrong
decisions,
yea
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