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All the Riches Video (MV)




Performed By: Jayee Savagee
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Montavius Porter




Jayee Savagee - All the Riches Lyrics
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I want all the riches im sick & tired of them rags
Wont let a bitch tie me down no watch got time for that
Haaaaaa every time you hear that laugh it always savagee nigga
(FamFirst)
When you getting money you a target nigga
For me to hold a conversation ima charge a nigga
Im destined for greatness they hating now im on top of niggas
I spit the truth I feel like jesus how they crossed a nigga
They thought i lost it i got more drip then a faucet nigga
Im cold hearted aint no love that shit blew off a nigga
Aint no feelings dealing with business that can cost a nigga
Time expired trust outdated connection lost my nigga
I done did a lot shit
I'll never do again
Like putting trust in a friend & they turn they back in the end
Im the one who gave them handouts
To the ones holding out they hand
Mama stressing ima man now
She done did what she can
Gotta chase that sack (After that)
Gotta go get me a bag (Bag)
I want all the riches (I want all the riches)
Im sick & tired of them rags (Rags)
Wont let a bitch tie me down
Watch gone no time for that
Who gone ride if shit go down
I know I got my back
Went to school hardly
I was thugging in the projects
Had a mind full of problems
With a pocket full of dollars
Now my vision bigger I want an Oscar
I cant go out like i came in
Ill be damned if I follow my father
A nigga aint been the same since these streets took both of my partners
Them hungry days I starved em
It was me my sisters & my mama
Them scars I can't go without em
Walk in my shoes & shit gone get cloudy
So many pain pills i can't dissolve em
I can't be worried bout nobody else
Right now I got my own problems
When you getting money you a target nigga
For me to hold a conversation ima charge a nigga
Im destined for greatness they hating now im on top of niggas
I spit the truth I feel like jesus how they crossed a nigga
They thought i lost it i got more drip then a faucet nigga
Im cold hearted aint no love that shit blew off a nigga
Aint no feelings dealing with business that can cost a nigga
Time expired trust outdated connection lost my nigga
Chase that sack
Gotta go get me a bag
I want all the riches
I want all the riches
Im sick & tired of them rags, Aye
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I want all the riches im sick & tired of them rags
Wont let a bitch tie me down no watch got time for that
Haaaaaa every time you hear that laugh it always savagee nigga
(FamFirst)
When you getting money you a target nigga
For me to hold a conversation ima charge a nigga
Im destined for greatness they hating now im on top of niggas
I spit the truth I feel like jesus how they crossed a nigga
They thought i lost it i got more drip then a faucet nigga
Im cold hearted aint no love that shit blew off a nigga
Aint no feelings dealing with business that can cost a nigga
Time expired trust outdated connection lost my nigga
I done did a lot shit
I'll never do again
Like putting trust in a friend & they turn they back in the end
Im the one who gave them handouts
To the ones holding out they hand
Mama stressing ima man now
She done did what she can
Gotta chase that sack (After that)
Gotta go get me a bag (Bag)
I want all the riches (I want all the riches)
Im sick & tired of them rags (Rags)
Wont let a bitch tie me down
Watch gone no time for that
Who gone ride if shit go down
I know I got my back
Went to school hardly
I was thugging in the projects
Had a mind full of problems
With a pocket full of dollars
Now my vision bigger I want an Oscar
I cant go out like i came in
Ill be damned if I follow my father
A nigga aint been the same since these streets took both of my partners
Them hungry days I starved em
It was me my sisters & my mama
Them scars I can't go without em
Walk in my shoes & shit gone get cloudy
So many pain pills i can't dissolve em
I can't be worried bout nobody else
Right now I got my own problems
When you getting money you a target nigga
For me to hold a conversation ima charge a nigga
Im destined for greatness they hating now im on top of niggas
I spit the truth I feel like jesus how they crossed a nigga
They thought i lost it i got more drip then a faucet nigga
Im cold hearted aint no love that shit blew off a nigga
Aint no feelings dealing with business that can cost a nigga
Time expired trust outdated connection lost my nigga
Chase that sack
Gotta go get me a bag
I want all the riches
I want all the riches
Im sick & tired of them rags, Aye
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Writer: Montavius Porter
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