We had Versace dreams turn to nightmares
I tell em thugs don't cry we don't shed tears
Even tho my mama said that we would make it there
I was always confused late night affair
Situations that make you change
Watching my friends die dats in close range
Home life was in dis arrange
In my eyes you can see the rage
In my eyes you can see the pain
Why I'm always at the club tryna make it rain
Hanging wit snakes dey want financial gain
Never know who yo friends an really that's a shame
Trust a soul dnt trust a soul
In the truck yeah I'm swerving all the pot holes
Back pocket where I write my goal
Even though they try to kill you cuz you rock gold
Got em coughing.......common cold
I just want some money like in six fold
I just want the money that's the only goal
Raise my kids yeah they never really need a hoe
Never really need a bitch
Big house big house... white picket fence
Neighborhood call it Richie rich
Man I want my next life to be this sick
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We had Versace dreams turn to nightmares
I tell em thugs don't cry we don't shed tears
Even tho my mama said that we would make it there
I was always confused late night affair
Situations that make you change
Watching my friends die dats in close range
Home life was in dis arrange
In my eyes you can see the rage
In my eyes you can see the pain
Why I'm always at the club tryna make it rain
Hanging wit snakes dey want financial gain
Never know who yo friends an really that's a shame
Trust a soul dnt trust a soul
In the truck yeah I'm swerving all the pot holes
Back pocket where I write my goal
Even though they try to kill you cuz you rock gold
Got em coughing.......common cold
I just want some money like in six fold
I just want the money that's the only goal
Raise my kids yeah they never really need a hoe
Never really need a bitch
Big house big house... white picket fence
Neighborhood call it Richie rich
Man I want my next life to be this sick
I tell em thugs don't cry we don't shed tears
Even tho my mama said that we would make it there
I was always confused late night affair
Situations that make you change
Watching my friends die dats in close range
Home life was in dis arrange
In my eyes you can see the rage
In my eyes you can see the pain
Why I'm always at the club tryna make it rain
Hanging wit snakes dey want financial gain
Never know who yo friends an really that's a shame
Trust a soul dnt trust a soul
In the truck yeah I'm swerving all the pot holes
Back pocket where I write my goal
Even though they try to kill you cuz you rock gold
Got em coughing.......common cold
I just want some money like in six fold
I just want the money that's the only goal
Raise my kids yeah they never really need a hoe
Never really need a bitch
Big house big house... white picket fence
Neighborhood call it Richie rich
Man I want my next life to be this sick