Young Paid Swindle - Until I'm Rich

Motherfucking biggest
I ain't gone go back and forth bout none of that
Pussy boy
And I'm tweaking
I'm tweaking
Huh Aye
Dive in jump off the cliff
Blind man I walk with a stick
Take a look at my fit they like that nigga drip
Pistol so heavy might shatter my hip
Yea shit gone get radical
She throw that motherfucker back that's a lateral
She say I speak and I talk so grammatical
I got some niggas that's locked up in Attica
Woah
Me and that money compatible
I'm going up like a catapult
Bullet proof windows they shatter proof
Nigga my pockets they green as botanical
I up the tool like a nigga mechanical
Nigga go get you some money that's logical
Spend so much money on jewelry I'm prodigal
So many niggas gone say that they proud of you
Nigga don't be proud until I'm rich
Yea it's cool that you jumped off the porch ain't came outside the fence
I was hitting licks at 14 I don't trust none of these jits
I'll be posted on this block until I'm rich
Said I'll be posted on this block until I'm rich
Said I'll be right here with my candle till I'm lit
Feel like I'm forced to sell these bags until I'm rich
And imma still be toting Glocks after I'm rich
I'm still the same nigga I was when I was broke
We ain't have cars we ain't have clothes nigga all we had was hope
I was just trynna sell a zip trynna turn a deuce into a four
I done made a whole lot of money but that shit just make you want more
Aye
These niggas pussy
Tell that lil bitch she can keep that pussy
I keep a nine in that back of the cushions
Boy when you talk do not have no aggression
Which car you in owe I'm gone leave em guessing
I'm in my section don't ask me no questions
Shout out my plug them people done blessed me
20th floor we gone trap out the Westin
Let's get it let's go
I can still get a brick off of Gresham
Run off with anything bitch imma catch em
Boom upping the stick
Young nigga geeked in the morning on grits
You say you was on the block but you ain't on shit
I'll be posted on this block until I'm rich
Said I'll be posted on this block until I'm rich
Said I'll be right here with my candle till I'm lit
Feel like I'm forced to sell these bags until I'm rich
And imma still be toting Glocks after I'm rich

Written by:
Anthony Carmichael

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