The Choice – Get Rich lyrics

Huhh look
Niggas rap rich but I been broke
Last night I had a dream bout a kicked doe'
I used to cross state lines just to get dope
Wanna press my line gotta fish for it
I'm all alone in a crowd don't touch me, smoking I'm frustrated
Lie to my girl and she bring it up months later
Nah I ain't a ho, I just crush a lot
Ball soft, re rock til' I whip the watch
Mustard hit me from the yacht, drunk laughing at chop
They said it's grind time a gang of niggas want yo spot
Look, a gang of these new niggas wanna be Pac
That's why a gang of these lil' niggas gone get shot
It's hard to grow up
Niggas ain't fucking with you so what
Sit yo ass down get ya dough up
I don't ever judge with my nose up
Imma blow up, Oooooh about money on that note
Bitch I'm 100 to the point you get taxed for it
If I ever need ya hand I'll ask for it, until then Imma be on my shit like

Ooh ooh ooh, Imma get rich on you
And Imma be richer than you, Imma get rich like
Ooh oh oh, Imma get rich on you, and Imma be richer than you,
'Cause I’m on my shit like

Ooh oh oh Imma be richer than you
Two or three bitches came through, I'm tryna fuck something
I told her back back it up for a Young G
Remember hoes used to call a nigga ugly
2 chains on, mouth full of gold teeth
OG Chiefed up, try me, get creased up
Blade couldn't even cut, even with a knife bone
So bad had to hit it with the lights on
Body like a stallion, Imma finna take it home
She told me keep that shit a secret, just for me to know
She got a ass so fat I gotta hold that
Imma throw this money on it no tax
You can quote that, sign sincerely yours
I swear I grind all the time, make me need it more

Ooh ooh ooh, Imma get rich on you
And Imma be richer than you, Imma get rich like
Ooh oh oh, Imma get rich on you, and Imma be richer than you,
'Cause I’m on my shit like

And we never going back so I know it's clear
Call to tell her every night so I know it's there
Only find truth in your account and in your mirror
Counting checks cause I'm deaf nigga Kobe stare
Ooh the pussy so tight I had to claim her
Got yo deal on yo side fail call Kramer
Danger, dying is cheap living ain't free
Niggas is cool but niggas ain't me
AP whippin' the jury til the court come
Get to the millions as a civilian gotta be worth something
I only like bitches who go and find bitches
They all getting fined even when they find bitches
10 Summers like a motherfucking shy sentence
You ain't getting business girl stay out my business
Rewind, when they used to ignore the calls on niggas
Don't call us back or broke, richer than all y'all niggas, it's Razor

Ooh ooh ooh, Imma get rich on you
And Imma be richer than you, Imma get rich like
Ooh oh oh, Imma get rich on you, and Imma be richer than you,
'Cause I’m on my shit like