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Justo The Mc - Rich Man | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Rich Man

Rich Man

Justo The Mc

Альбом: Rich Man
Длительность: 3:10
Год: 2025
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I need the cash flow
Safe place just to stash dough
My baby girl's getting big so it's go mode
Raising stocks on the low low
Money tree
No looking back so the focus right in front of me
Front the bread, don't front on me
Every transact got strings attached, so what you wanting, B
Can't fake, ain't a wannabe
Still hard to keep it real, surrounded by the Ali G's
Smoother than Kenny G
Tryna make ends meet, had to up the fee
Save it 'cause I'm sucka free
Little shopping spree, sprung off the V
Pushing in a foreign, somewhere foreign, what I see
I believe
Price tags pristine
Somewhere by the water, wife and daughters while I'm jet skiing
Or sightseeing
Tight-seeming
Too scared to lose cash, ain't saving for the right reason
Woke up from that hype dreaming
Getting sued by collectors
Yeah, I'm screwed by endeavours
Thinking of a master plan, desperate measures
Knowing I could make it pop off 'cause I'm clever
One of one, dog, put two and two together
Four more ways to this cheddar
None better
My prerogative, I gotta live
So while I'm on this money run, something gotta give like—damn
I gotta check for this
Need a check for that
If the check ain't come, finna check you back
Money like a breast size—yeah, respect the rack
Making cash everywhere like a threat to Shaq or Snoop
In a coup, 'cause my drive impeccable
Writings on the wall, yeah, but mine is legible
All my people here, so the vibe incredible
But not a lot of people, 'cause when times was terrible
I ain't see a lot of you
I won't lie to you
I prayed hard for times, so they overdue
Put blood in the lines, they relatable
And food on the table just to make it through—it's true
That's real, and you notice
The bars make 'em freeze, I'm the coldest
Staying steadfast, stay focused
Rockin' with the dopest
Almost let it slip with the closeness
I held tight
Every night had to add it up
Put it on my life—I was stressed as fuck
Coulda lost my wife messing with the trust
Stop thinking for self, had to think for us
Love ain't got no amount
But if I need to smooth it over, stack the savings account
I ain't gotta say a word we just figure it out
Fuck clout, I ain't leaving a doubt
So get the paper, but... damn