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Rich and Dangerous

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(Damn, Dior, this shit crazy)

(Get that bag, Getro)

Dyin' 'bout that money, you know hustlin' kills

Deservin' what I got, I put in work for years

I hope Fred know that I miss him, but he never call me

Wish my nigga would've passed away from natural causes

Givin' up on bein' happy 'cause them devils on me

All I know is grab my ratchet every fuckin' mornin'

Lambo' tires, they grip the street, them bitches hop the corner

Rich ass rapper, police think I got a 50 on 'em

I see diamonds in your eye every time that you cry, it says, "Why you so emotional?"

All that money couldn't save me, they make me mad enough

Then, I'ma go spin out a Bentley truck

Rich and dangerous, yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Shawty can't leave, she's stalkin'

Can't give up, I'm ballin'

Whoever hang with him, we get him

We don't have a target

I been in LA, but all the trenches where my heart at

These niggas ain't felt no pain, these niggas just play hurt like a car wreck

At night, I pray to God, that he protect me from that cold cell

Remember I was posted on the wall just like a doorbell

Everything change, remember Duke was standin' right here

Pistol in my hand, it takes too long to get to my hip