Testo Richer Dreams

808 Mafia

Man I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly
Told my dawg we [?] nigga trust me
When it's all said and done she still gone suck me
Money [?] rush me
Yeah but I want a bigger bag
Want a bigger crib Want a bigger chain
Want the sickest whip
Want some bigger shit
When I'm bigger bitch
We just nigga rich
Bitch I'm nigga rich

That nigga not cut like me
Can't get no bucks like me
That's why I don't chill with them niggas
I rather get richer alone
Yeah Imma hold my hitter
Yea I just be taking her home
And youse a phony nigga
Man you can't go back home I be in the hood likе every month
Thesе niggas more pressed than [?]
My life a movie I'm Paramount
But It's some shit I don't share about
Tell me more shit I don't care about
I'm waiting on money, what Pi'erre about?
Can't be scared and stay in the house
Used to throw parties and air it out
Now I'm up for a grammy now
We got first not second down
[?] we gone throw it out
Money like hair I grow it out
I was on [?] for real
Bitch I'm 4 for real
My nigga don't lose no weight, but he always hold the steel
My nigga done caught a case, they trying to give him ten years
Shawty showed [?]
That pass [?] for real
Introduce you to the bag, and we gone touch a Mil
You know why my pockets fat, cuz my bank like Uncle Phil
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne]
Man I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly
Told my dawg we [?] nigga trust me
When it's all said and done she still gone suck me
Money [?] rush me
Yeah but I want a bigger bag
Want a bigger crib
Want a bigger chain
Want the sickest whip
Want some bigger shit
When I'm bigger bitch
We just nigga rich
Bitch I'm nigga rich

Big guns, big clips
Gotta run, sank ships
We kill shit, like the Navy
If you switched then yo pussy ass fuggazi
I got racks on me fucking yo old lady
She might come back to you nigga maybe
I might send a shooter round yo way maybe
Hope these niggas ain't tough nigga don't try to play with me
Imma keep it on my side bitch it spray with me
30 round, a 100 round this on GLOCK 17
I'm the same nigga came up out them apartments

Man I miss my guys, this shit getting ugly
Told my dawg we [?] nigga trust me
When it's all said and done she still gone suck me
Money [?] rush me
Yeah but I want a bigger bag
Want a bigger crib
Want a bigger chain
Want the sickest whip
Want some bigger shit
When I'm bigger bitch
We just nigga rich
Bitch I'm nigga rich