my love there's no turning back it's a long way down from riches to rags [ steel - guitar ] Oh before you take my hand... It's a long way down from riches to rags
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it's all gone (It's what?) It's all gone It's gone like riches to rags, dishes to bags of leftover ten and jam, can happen to any man Gots ta get money
a player I know what she's thinking, "i'm falling in love" But there's another freak I'm thinking of She's got long long hair, she's not like
bitches I tell you a story of rags to riches So check it out, freak nasty I know you're fine but you look like Lassie Bitch, not a long ago I used to
guideline From the alley way to Cali, on the Grammy day Went from disarray to mayday, mayday, mayday Ran away from the sickness with a quickness And went from rags
Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is losin' it, man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil worshiper Now have you seen a black dude red hair, long
it From point A to point B And we came from Rags 2 riches (What?) Rags 2 riches (What?) Me and Will Lean came up from rags 2 riches (What?) Rags 2 riches
In my high school, we separate the rich from the rest Those who wear rags from those who only wear the best And in my high school, they hold assemblies
my pathway better Make room I'm divin' deep into the groove It's been a long time since I got down Been a long time since I got down baby So take a look around it
Watch me put that ass down like a flag Call the colonel 'cause we some warriors Dropping and stopping, hollering let's go get em' nigga fuck we got em When it's gon' go down, it's gon' go down What's
. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure on a crucifix. As if the stone fool might be
girl, it's all gone (It's what?) It's all gone It's gone like riches to rags, dishes to bags of leftover ten and jam, can happen to any man Gots ta get
the other cheek so I started to seek A way to get a play, and maybe one day I'll be performin up a storm for a decent pay No matter how it seems I always
in my hand It's the Young Money, Cash Money,Holly Grove that's my land Who's the man that's in demand, it's Weezy baby yeah that's me I put it down
you the story from rags to riches How I did time with fags and snitches That's real It's really real It's no drama It's really real Yeah Y'all niggas
' it man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil worshiper You know you see a black dude with red hair And a long beard, I mean look he
we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure on a crucifix. As if the stone