My arms are open Your fears rollin' And they deep and you can't it What you want, you want, emotion? My are always open Your fears always And deep and you can't control it you want, what you want, emotion?
I a step out with no frustration I need a permanent getaway They got a permanent hit-list my A million to get rich my nigga did it right
I could've been I I moved too often, this for the Summer I been homeless Before I had to go, I had a
A reasons to get rich, my nigga A reasons to get rich, my nigga A reasons to get rich, my nigga
My people still dry whenever they touch the mic That's what happens when a isn't somewhere in sight Take flight, never lean to the left or the 'Cause they the other cheek when our niggas start to die When our women to die, when our children start to die I don't feel the empathy, we made the space too times Every summer in this city start to feel Columbine 'Cause you got to get yours, and I got to get One time for the paragons of the you underground, nigga only try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get the stadium They couldn't match my alien, I'm glowing like
One time for One One (nigga) One (nigga) One (nigga) One (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) A reasons to get rich, my nigga Fifty did it right, Fifty did it I could call every successful rapper for advice How the fuck do I make this shit last my whole (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga) (Nigga)
Tuggin' on my ring, smelling like chrysanthemum I just that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want that on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that, I just that, I just want that Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling like I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just that
On my jewelry, and on my On my jewelry, and on my You I got Just me what I need