T.Raby - Riches Freestyle

It's been a minute, we back though, yea
Uh, top of the morning, I'm back from the layoff
These heavy thoughts in my off-season bout to payoff
Y'all way off, y'all way soft done with taking plays off
No tradeoffs, the heat is kin to Jimmy in the playoffs, yea
It's clutch to classic, truth to masses
On my way up, Jacob I'm pacin' up ladders
My status, best thing ever happened, we glad it's night now
In the darkest times that's when he shine down
Refined brown skin I'm in
Richest when I'm with the pen
Richest when I live in him
Riches I don't live for them
I live for gems, him bending rims how him approach the goal
Tell me what's the point of fame and gold if you gon' lose ya soul
It's crucial though, living for what folds deemed as usual
But livin' for, after we gon' fold seems unusual
When life is high e'erything a vibe try and keep it low
God supply verses for the seed I'm just here to sow
Man, I'm ballin like a phenom
Yea, I'm rich just like I'm Elon
Man, I'm kingin' like I'm LeBron
And to these peons, I'm high Steppin like I'm Deion
Flow freon, I feel I'm beyond, what y'all be on
Everybody flexing no progression, life is full of lessons
Class back in session, tryna teach you what I be about
Fighting with my demons only time you finna see a bout
With me, tryna spur you on like I'm Wemby
God told me, T just trust the process some I'm Embid
Indeed, never trust the reel you see on IG
They thirsty for attention double tappin' need a IV
In spite of me, God got me floating kinda high up G
And when you see 2 them fingers in the air, that's for Donnie B
And Eric Lee, saving me a seat up in the heavenlies
Never knew that life could be this hard I need the paraclete
Apparently, and I'm still, in his will no Phil
Richer than I ever been the bank of grace is O'Neal
That's never seen, flow go 7 feet, go in every scene
Go on every swing, that's on God , that's on everything, yea

Written by:
Terrence Raby

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