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Paroles de From Rags 2 Riches

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Paroles de la chanson From Rags 2 Riches par GMK lyrics officiel

From Rags 2 Riches est une chanson en Anglais

[Hook]

I went from rags to riches

I went from rags to riches

Fuckin on all the baddest bitches

My brother Aint a felon he can have the Semi

As long as he pass it to me

When aint nobody looking

I made 10 bands in one week in my kitchen I aint even been cookin

N***a im a big gangbanger like Tookie

None of them n***as aint bigger than Pete

None of you n***as aint bigger than me

you n***as get small when I drop my ski

how many n***as you know gon touch 100 go back to the projects

I be walking around all my jewlery and all these racks nobody gon try me

I don growed up and I got Children but even my mama know that im violent

She know right where one of these fuck n***as touch my chain where he gon die at

One of you fuck n***as play wit my HELLPUP take a big chunk out a n***a like a diet

Stayin in a big ass house in Texas mixing my Kool-Aid up in Pyrex



[Verse]

When I talk murder in my texts I speak different with my dialect

This a Cuban not no necklace you can see blood on top my diamonds

Don’t be bougie when we sexing hop in the coupe me and you im the pilot

Even when she ride it im gon still put in that work cuz I be driving

I cant wait to smoke all my rivals I can see the news right now im excited

Call me bossman that’s my title Ima get you knocked off you dont like it

I can just look you in your eyes And tell you a bitch n***a like im psychic

Catching these hats with all my guys setting up that play im the one who hike it

I don’t fear none of my opps they really some hoes wit guns them n***as be dykin

Three time felon wit a gun everytime i shoot my blick then im gon strike it

I cant wait to meet my son I know his daddy gon be his idol

If he ever gotta hit that cell give him a Quran he don’t need no bible



[Hook]

I went from rags to riches

I went from rags to riches

Fuckin on all the baddest bitches

My brother Aint a felon he can have the Semi

As long as he pass it to me

When aint nobody looking

I made 10 bands in one week in my kitchen I aint even been cookin

N***a im a big gangbanger like Tookie

None of them n***as aint bigger than Pete

None of you n***as aint bigger than me

you n***as get small when I drop my ski

how many n***as you know gon touch 100 go back to the projects

I be walking around all my jewlery and all these racks nobody gon try me

I don growed up and I got Children but even my mama know that im violent

She know right where one of these fuck n***as touch my chain where he gon die at

One of you fuck n***as play wit my HELLPUP take a big chunk out a n***a like a diet

Stayin in a big ass house in Texas mixing my Kool-Aid up in Pyrex
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