And I'll take another minute Just lay here, just lay here Heavy loads make their way to the stage Back turned so you can't see my face As the heat from
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 (What?) Rags 2 riches
walk through Hell But it fueled my fire, ignited my desire You gave me the bricks and the sand to build the empire Throwing steel at my forehead, my
in your eye Somethings money just can't buy, hey Rags to riches, babes to bitches But the ride don't mind cause I got my I've got my soul education
I'm back home to the palace .... ay top down get my tan on I'm not you I don't need the tattoos All my ink is on my cheques My rolex looks like
can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if I don't play they show They don't play my hits
, now it's all in the rags Hard-headed, but my top peelin' back Tinted glass on my '57, nigga with a attitude Me, young and radical, methods are mathematical Let my
of the heap? I don?t recall you mentioning the boss is such a creep We'll have the ingredients to make this summer sweet Well, I got rags instead of riches
, real tough to beat I'm your charity case So buy me something to eat I'll pay you at another time Take it to the end of the line Rags to riches or so
I was born in a flatland, USA And all my dreams led me to L.A. Another chase of rags to riches I learned to throw some fancy pitches I found out what
On my own How could I have known? Imagine my surprise Just a fool From a tree full of fools Who can't believe his eyes Imagine my surprise I was a mean
of y'all watchin' my moves, my watch and my jewels Hop in myCoupe, dodge interviews like that It's not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains Look at my
watchin' my moves My watch and my jewels Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that It's not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains Look at my tennis
I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors my momma made for me So with patches on my britches and holes in both my shoes In my coat of many
we the usual suspects And still my talent is yet to be challenged Had new jet with my own pilot No blastin' off, but flexin' DJ Khaled My mom stressin' college but my
Cadillac chromes Skrillaaaaaaaaaa - got me crazy, skrilla got me mad Cos skrilla gives me from riches to rags (motherfucker) [Verse 2: Scarface, Facemob
a nigga I'm gonna knock 'em on they ass 'cuz my shit is bigga I got my block sewed up, got them rocks swole up Keep my shit on cock in case they roll
