'Hotboii - Rich How I'm Dyin' の歌詞

Hotboii Rich How Im Dyin の歌詞

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再生時間:2 minutes 34 seconds曲の公開日:2022
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Hotboii:

Javarri latre walker known professionally as hotboii is an american rapper from orlando florida his 2020 single dont need time received platinum certification by the recording industry association of america and spawned a remix featuring american rapper lil baby he signed with geffen records interscope records and rebel music in conjunction with hitmaker music group and 22 entertainment to release three studio albums double o baby life of a hotboii and blinded by death the latter of which entered the billboard 200 from wikipedia https en wikipedia org wiki hotboii under creative commons attribution cc by sa 3 0 http creativecommons org licenses by sa 3 0 legalcode... Show more

歌詞

(Ay, Heavy, turn the beat up, though)
(MK, get that shit up, then)

I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest)
I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying)
I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky)
They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me
I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest)
I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying)
I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky)
They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me

Nigga, if you ever see your dreams, go catch them
Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her
I remember sleeping in the car, no house then
Got a house, sleeping on the floor, no mattress
You can't even imagine, I ran it up the fastest
To the fact that we used to be poor, it don't matter
In the pink Jays when it rain pour, no Channel
No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners

New friends, no never
They want in, I won't let them
'Cause the feds on my trail, I'm in the field with no hammer
Know the rats, they gon' tattle, the snakes, they gon' rattle
The fake they go blast, shoot 'em up
And so where you get a lil' revenue, it can dismantle you
In ways you never knew, yeah
I gave niggas hands, they could never get up
These niggas move backwards, they telling a front

Heard he got a thing for them girls with a butt
Let that ho pick his brain, then we turn him to runts
Roll that boy up on stage, it's three-five in the blunt
Now my checks come sporadic any time of the month
And you know a rat, they gon' rat on them, son
The snake and I'm sure they gon' rat on us, son
And you know a rat, they gon' rat on them, son
The snake and I'm sure they gone rat on us, son

I'm living my life, who's to say I'm living wrong?
I don't even know why these niggas on my flow
I know that it's fire like I rapped in the stove
They know when it's hot, every rap hit your soul
Like a shirt turn a opp to a merch this a stick shift
Clip, I can flip it in reverse
Trying to say it's my prime, but I know my worth
Only fuck on the finest, I'm foreign whip swerving (swerve)

I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest)
I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying)
I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky)
They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me
I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest)
I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying)
I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky)
They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me

Nigga, if you ever see your dreams, go catch them
Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her
I remember sleeping in the car, no house then
Got a house, sleeping on the floor, no mattress
You can't even imagine, I ran it up the fastest
To the fact that we used to be poor, it don't matter
In the pink Jays when it rain pour, no Channel
No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners


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