Napy Haird Villan - RAGS 2 RICHES

From rags to riches
I was down in the ditches
I was down on my dick
I ain't have me no bitches
But I stayed superstitious
I Started getting lit then the money came in
'Cause I handled my business
In the trenches, the shit was as dark as a bitch
Now it's sunny like Lingston
Yea, yea

I got scores to settle
Leave no man in the middle
When I get in a mood
I could kill instrumentals
Even heavy metal
When I walk in the booth I see shrimp Portobello
'Cause I'm on a new level
I done crawled out a Widow, I'll crawl out a window
And murder ya kinfolk
We could shoot out the roof
Get the scoop from a nympho
It depends on the info
When I get in the blues
I get sick, I get mental
I do shit I ain't mean to
I be acting a fool
Shooting clips like Dinero
Think I need some new ammo
In the back of the room
In the back of the bando
Where I play my piano
Just give me some room
Let me stretch it like ten fold
Make it copy like 10'4
I paid all my dues
Finally got me a pay cut
Finally got me a layup
But I'm not with the ruse
Not the one you could cake up
Bitch I'm far from ya make up
Why I'm back in the back
Getting high off Anita
And I'm still tryna bake up
Can't take no more but I can't get enough
Why I'm still tryna stay up
I get me another ol' big ol' blunt
Then I'm taking the day off 
I know some niggas done wrote me off
But, I can't even blame 'em
'Cause I know that Napy done did some wrongs
And that's something that they know

From rags to riches
I was down in the ditches
I was down on my dick
I ain't have me no bitches
But I stayed superstitious
I Started getting lit then the money came in
'Cause I handled my business
In the trenches, the shit was as dark as a bitch
Now it's sunny like Lingston
Yea, yea

Written by:
DeSanii Akins

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