Rich Homie Quan - I Promise I Will Never Stop Going In Album Lyrics

They don't know
What I been through
They don't know it here
They only know what I tell them
They don't know about the brand new car, he a boss
They don't know about the brand new hoe
They don't know about the brand
new chick that I just f*cked with
She give me head, that's a brand new mo
They don't know about the brand new car, he a boss
They don't know about the brand new hoe

They don't know about the brand new car, he a boss
They don't know about the brand new hoe
They don't know about the brand
new chick that I just f*cked with
She give me head, that's a brand new mo
They don't know about the brand
new flex want a Rolex, now the
motherf*cker got a brand new plug
They don't know about the brand
new choppa for the same old
hitter, nigga mad that a nigga can't stunt
They don't know about the old
school whip and I get pulled over
When I pull it up they be like who that
They don't know about the old
school days when a nigga had
ways, I swear every night I was through that
They don't know about the old
school days, man they see me
over jumpin, nigga won't let's move it
Now that old school hoe tryna screw me
Throw my hands back, push
from the back, niggas scream like
And that's still money on bitch shit
Rich Homie over on me
I need some more commas for
these digits cus I don't worry my
sack going crazy
I might buy my dad a Mercedes
And I just find out I got a baby on the way
I know the situation sound a little crazy
And they ain't know I was off
that mud, shit I dropped that
mixtape and showed they ass
And they ain't know I was on
them Percoset but they know I be on them jam
And they ain't know I am with
that groupie shit but got mad love for my fam
I can't take every picture, you gotta understand

They don't know
What I been through
They don't know it here
They only know what I tell them

They know about the time, ain't
know I got pulled over, boy I
swear to God they were trippin
They know bout the bad and the
nigga had salt in the trunk, there
was 2 bitches worry bout insurance
They don't know about that
homie that done got locked up,
money order in a week, they
don't know he going through it
They ain't know I'm a boss,
alright I ain't number 23, now
them niggas tryna ask me how I do it
They don't know about the pain pain pain
That a nigga been going through lately baby
Shit them guys look crazy lately
Sure that nigga make it to grave baby
And that push us over, well
I'mma recruit myself in the navy baby
Used to be yo watch and chain
now it's been framed, I had a chain of faces
They don't know about that new
spot that I just got with them commas everywhere
So they see yo ass
I'm in New York spending Nino cash
A broke nigga, I can never be on that
And I'm the future nigga, I see yo past
Who the f*ck told you I wanna beat yo ass?
With these diamonds lookin like
water, boy I got Nemo mad
And they know it but my mama still workin
They ain't know I'm undecided,
they ain't know I'm still hustling
They ain't know about the spot
All the questions that uncle and
me had, two time gotta press
They ain't know it that I paid for
my mama to get married, she be
headin for the rest of her life
Yea son I know you
And last year I will go through it
but they don't know

They don't know
What I been through
They don't know it here
They only know what I tell them

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
When I was at the bottom, seemed like I would never have nothin'
I done drove all the fastest cars, feeling like a crash dummy
Ain't know I would make it this far, now the haters can't laugh at me
I got so much cash on me
Feeling like Baby, with all this cash money
I got all this cash money, I'm 'bout to throw this cash money
Cash money, feeling like Baby with all this cash money

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
When I was little, wanted to be a Hot Boy
I remember buying Wayne CD "The Block is Hot" boy
And Juvenile, four hundred degree hot boy
Mannie Fresh he kept it G, every beat had knock boy
I don't f*ck with no police if they in their cop car
All my niggas know I'm G, Rich Homie who they vouch for
If you do not f*ck with me
Why you run your mouth for?
Camaro, I've got bucket seats
Forgiatos mounted up
Hundred thousand count it up
Ran through thousands, that's my girl
A little sense of humor, they say that I don't laugh enough
These niggas got me crackin' up
No joke! They f*ck with me when I'm broke!

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Money don't make you real, money make you silent
Money don't mean no deal, money got a young nigga wildin'
Money got family trippin', money got a young nigga hidin'
So much money it comes up missing, cause all my niggas they violent
Cash money, cash money, all I want is cash money
I love numbers
My favorite class was that math subject
Walk around with a half on me
My partner walking with a bag on him
You best believe I got the strap on me
'Cause I don't trust none of y'all niggas
(You niggas snakes)
I bust one of y'all niggas
(Shoot you in your face)
Do voodoo, put a curse on y'all niggas
(New Orleans baby)
Black suit, get a hearse for y'all niggas

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Birdman]
Original, '88 a hot boy
Turn them 80s to 90s, nigga we hot boy
Two pistols niggas two macs on my side nigga
Some real niggas I know nigga put all on their feets boy
Ballin' on that front line
Lord knows, I made sure that my son shine
We some beasts on these streets nigga
And move a hundred bricks a week nigga
Two macs up in that 'lac nigga
Two bitches up in that back nigga
Two bitches up in that back nigga
I'm like f*ck it nigga
Size em up straight buggin' nigga
Hundred things and that back ho
You better ride off, keep stuntin' nigga

[Hook]

Yeah
Yeah, hey
Got my nigga thuggin' with me
(Hey could you move please?)
(Thanks)
Rich Homie Baby!

Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the f*ck out my face
(Get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the f*ck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the f*ck out my face

Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face))
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face

Hundreds stashed in Robin's (Hundreds stashed in Robin's )
I won't tell nobody! (I won't tell nobody!)
I won't touch your body! (I won't touch you, baby!
Ass soft as jelly
I'm the real Tony Montana I got fifty naked bitches on a banana boat
Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need loc's
My water heavy, I need me a float
He got them birds in the fender bender
Thugger let your bitch suck him up in rentals
Call me with the deal like f*cking pickle, yeah
I just went platinum like a f*cking nickel
How the hell you think I won't go? (What?)
How the f*ck you feel I ain't go?
Everything I say I stand up to it (What?)
Nigga count ill like he f*cking Jewish!
I can't read substituted rights
Get the f*ck out my face, or else we fight! (What?)
I hate that we the next superstar boy
If you don't know, I tell them, Quan!

Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the f*ck out my face
(Get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the f*ck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the f*ck out my face

Why don't you get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face))
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face

Get the f*ck out my face unless you own me some money!
Get the f*ck out my face,
F*ck nigga where the hell you was at when a nigga had nothing!
I'm talking when the nigga he was hustling (I was hustling!)
I'm talking about the pork 'n beans and weenies
I was eating every night before the grubbing
I'm talking bout a little money I was getting before 18
Way before the clubbing!
Now I got my sack right, nigga
Still in the trap house kitchen
Let some of money come up missing
F*ck around, slap the shit out of all these niggas!
Trap house bumpin got all these pistols
My nigga thug rich broke doing all that whipping
And I got a .44, I ain't gotta call no killer (No, nigga!)
More money, more problems
I can solve that issue (let go!)
If it's off my hip I'mma pull that motherf*cker back just like a sling shot
And you ain't hold your homie down like you suppose to
'Cause he ain't never been heard of a green dot
He ain't got all that shit he say
He ain't bout rappers trying to beat his way
Please boy
I see folks trying to take pictures so I'm like hold up wait
Freeze boy!

Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the f*ck out my face
(Get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a nigga's bitch and now he trippin better tellem get the f*ck out my face
I got it tucked in my jeans
And I got my nigga Thug with me
And he gon tell you get the f*ck out my face

Why don't you get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Someone get him out my face (Please get the f*ck out my face))
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my motherf*cking face (Please get the f*ck out my face)
Please get the f*ck out my face

Paparazzi trying to take pictures tell the folk to get the f*ck out my face (get the f*ck out my face)
I don't f*ck with twelve cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation (Motherf*ck police)
I f*cked a nigga's bitch and I ain't trippin better tellem get the f*ck out my face
Hey. Hey, hey
Get the f*ck out my face ye
Get the f*ck out my faa-aace
F*ck nigga get the f*ck out my face
If I don't know you better get the f*ck out my face
Yeah, Yeah

Please get the f*ck out my face

Hey rich Homie?
Thats You? Leggo

See, I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
(man of the year) and a broke nigga can't
Understand hundred grand
In these pants over here
(hundred grand nigga)
Picture that I'mma hit her from the back
With my hands on her hip (Ima f*ck yo bitch)
And I'm smokin' out the bag but I
See your man with a zip (whole pound nigga)
Everybody attention on me
Cuz everything I say so real (rich homie)
And that little thirty piece spent on the AP
Got a nigga so chill! (I'm shinin' hoe)
And I got a 100, 000 times 5 thats 500
I ain't got a deal (half a mill)
And all I drink is lean I ain't being
Funny when I say I don't drink beer
(nah nigga)

Got a fam that love me I'll
Die about them and I'll kill (fam first)
I told my niggas the only rule we
Got is thou shall never steal
(rich homie baby)
You prolly don't like, me, nigga
I don't really give a f*ck how you feel
(f*ck ya) i'mma tell you how it is
They don't let a bitch feel
Do you know I keep my
Jeans filled with money? (I do)
You ain't never met a nigga like me before!
(nah) that pistol on me, I keep it exposed
(fa-fa-fa) i done made a million dollars and
I didn't sell my soul (I'm rich bitch)
Tell them folks that I got it
And I didn't even go to college
Brand new car and it's robotic (heeeyy)
I can touch one button make
The top go back like (Aye, drop top my whip)
I can say two words
Make her panties just drop like
(Hey, drop it shawty)
The young niggas trigga happy with
'em guns, they gon', spray!
(click clack bang)
And they'll do whatever I say (okay)
Cause I got a brand new car the other day
(hey hey hey)
She all on my dick, now it's all on her face
See a nigga getting rich now
She calling off sick
I done got a bitch pregnant with
A babe on the way
Say it's time to eat so I'm saying my grace
More money
More problems I was playing that Ma$e
(I was)
We're getting money this way (get money)
You broke, I'll say it to your face!
(broke nigga get back)
Security ain't talking bout shit

I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year! (hey)
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
They done let me in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
You know I'm the man over here
Get a fan over here, hundred grand over here

And I still spend money that
I made like last month, nigga
(all this money)
With all this money I can do what I want
Nigga! (do what I want)
With all this weed I prefer
That my blunts are swishers
Ballin too hard on these niggas
Referee blow the whistle (ballin' nigga)
Shoot out with your niggas
You're the type to throw the pistol!
(ol' scary ass)
If it's for shoot out with my niggas
I'm first to blow the pistol! (belee that)
And I know you kissed her
(fool) , right after I dismissed her (I did)
You know I had to keep it in the family
(huh?) now I'm f*ckin her sister (oh shit)
Now her big brother mad because
He knows she got smashed by the homie
(you in yo feelings)
And I don't need no need no deposit
Cause you know a nigga walking with it on me
(f*ck nigga try me)
And I'mma hit that pussy when it's fresh
Early in the morning
Cause it need the kissing
It's been four days
I'mma f*ck you like I miss you! (hey)
Smoking all this weed
Cause you know a nigga got issues
(I ain't crazy)
I've been locked up twice already f*cked
Up my name in the system (twice already)
RIP Teezy bought my first chain
Hell yeah I remember (RIP Teezy)
If it wasn't for you
Probably wouldn't be where
I'm at so how can I forget you?
Nigga, I'm still in the hood
I'm still in the trap
I'm still the same nigga!
My momma still live by Greenbriar
Ain't nothing changed but the figures
Ain't nothing lame about me, nigga
I want it, Ima buy it
Don't check the tag nigga (nah)
Security ain't check my bag, nigga!

So, I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
I say I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
Say I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
I say I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
Man of the year, hey them nigga lame
Over there, I'm the man over here, hey

[Rich Homie Quan:]
Nobody can judge me girl I won't
Judge you neither (uh uh)
I love yo smell (yo style)
Hotter then a feaver (burning up baby)
You diffrent from others (you are)
I love yo demeanor
You took me back time after time
Even tho I cheated
That's why f*ck with you girl, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you
I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, like you f*ck with me
I show love to you, like you show love to me
And she always come back home
Cause I'm her backbone I f*ck with you girl

[Quan:]
I just want to apologize to all the good girls I done hurt
Know what I'm saying? I got a heart too man, so I hope you find
It in your heart to forgive me, you feel me?

I talk about jail alot cause that made me a man
Try'd yo best just to hold me down
I know you did wat you can
Pop's always told me never depend on another man hand
He say she say never listen to wat another man sayin
But I f*ck with you girll, thinking bout putting a baby in ya then later on move in with you girl
And ask that name he talm bout tell that nigga wat you really want
To do girl, take you on that shoppin spree spend 10 thousand
That's just some tennis shoes girl. f*ck ha this all for you girl
But you still can't

The next night we was on the phone you stayed up that ain't nothing new
Me creeping on ya, me sneaking on ya, me cheating on ya, ain't noting new
If I f*cked up you come to, if you expect me cheating you run through
My text messages, and my call logs, if you don't beleive me you gone call my dawg
That ain't fair at all I'm in a galleria, I'll tear it down her deep throat
Want a powerball (suck it baby) them girls want that x call it malcolm, defensive end I'm a tackle
I'm rushing in get my sack up, no green bay but I'm a cheesehead when that pack come
When that pack come these niggas don't know how to act bruh, smile in yo face
But they gone talk behind yo back bruh, I don't care where you at u better know how to adapt boi
Cause you sold a couple ounces that don't mean you a trap boy, you can suck my dick but you can't judge me girl

Yeah Quan rich Homie
One five what it do? My nigga
Quan what it do?
Rich Homie Baby!

I know a lot of niggas out here broke
Who will do anything for that paper
And I know a lot of bitches out here
Broke, wearing a lot of fake hair
A bunch of make-up (get back hoe)
I was broke down bad with a pager (I was)
I'm from East Atlanta not Decatur (Zone 6)
I remember we ain't use to have cable
(have none)
I remember I was hungry I would stay up
And I'm like what would you
Do for some paper? (I don't know)
Back then nigga I do anything for some paper
Straight up (that right too)
That bid I did
I was kicking door for that paper
(get money) and them neighbors said they say
Me creeping round the corner
But they just hating cause I'm on the come up

I remember I was broke down
Bad for the longest (hey)
Had to thank my God on the way up
(I was broke nigga)
On the f*ck shit riding with the 40 (fa fa)
If you owe me, nigga better pay up
(pay up nigga)
Don't talk that shit nigga show me
(just show me)
I'll aim for a ass nigga straight up
(rich homie)
Got a couple bitches saying they know me
(you don't know me)
But Ima let the money talk for me
So I'm like

What would you do for some paper?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some paper?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?
I heard you wanna f*ck me girl
You prolly wanna f*ck this cash
I heard you wanna f*ck me girl
You prolly wanna f*ck this cash
Yeah, what would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?

You prolly wanna suck a lil dick
Prolly wanna f*ck with my clique
For that paper
Boy I'm trying to f*ck yo bitch
Then pass the ho to my clique
Why you hatin'?
The nigga know all my homies rich I
Ain't gotta prove to you shit
We on our way up, all my dudes paid up
No more Molly gotta stay up
What would you do for some paper?
Would you cross your partner for some paper?
When he been your partner since day 1
That ain't real shawty (nah)
That money got your head f*cked up (it do)
That's your partner girl but you f*cked her
And yall pose to be like brothers
But ya'll showing me I can't trust ya
(nah nigga) that forty homie damn right
Nigga Ima bust ya (fa fa fa)
And if I got the choppa homie
Ima make him sing like Usher
Got the authority
Bitches reppin' Rich Homie like a sorority

I remember I was broke down
Bad for the longest (hey)
Had to thank my God on the way up
(I was broke nigga)
On the f*ck shit riding with the 40 (fa fa)
If you owe me, nigga better pay up
(pay up nigga)
Don't talk that shit nigga show me
(just show me)
I'll aim for a ass nigga straight up
(rich homie)
Got a couple bitches saying they know me
(you don't know me)
But Ima let the money talk for me
So I'm like

So I'm like what would you do for some paper?
What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some
Paper? What would you do? What would you do?
What would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?
I heard you wanna f*ck me girl
Prolly wanna f*ck this cash
I heard you wanna f*ck me girl
Prolly wanna f*ck this cash
Yeah, what would you do for some paper?
What would you do for some paper?

What's your definition of real, nigga?
You feel me? I never said I was the realest nigga out here
You feel me? I'm 1000, nigga

I done made a million dollars and I ain't even gone to college
I heard you talking, let me find out you ain't bout it
They think I'm sponsored by Olympic and I didn't pay for this here Audi
Lost 100 times 10, nigga, keep it 1000
1000, f*ck your hoe about 1000
Stacking money by the thousands
I'm a stack my money by the thousands
In the booty club we whiling, throwing all these ones by the thousands
I gotta keep it 1000, I gotta keep it 1000

I gotta keep me a pistol
I went down to Douqette county, they try to keep me in the system
And they found first that one time, got two brothers, one sister
I can make a thousand like all the time so now I'm tryna get a million
Everything I'm on, I'm killing, hold up, wait, stop, I'm a let y'all be the witness
Hold up, wait, freeze, I can make a deaf man hear this
So don't play 'cause I'm scaring niggas, they fear me
'Cause you lame
Back in the day we used to pray for them thousands
I was saving every penny growing up in public houses
That's that G shit in front of people who said I wouldn't be shit
Guess what, nigga

I done made a million dollars and I ain't even gone to college
I heard you talking, let me find out you ain't bout it
They think I'm sponsored by Olympic and I didn't pay for this here Audi
Lost 100 times 10, nigga, keep it 1000
1000, f*ck your hoe about 1000
Stacking money by the thousands
I'm a stack my money by the thousands
In the booty club we whiling, throwing all these ones by the thousands
I gotta keep it 1000

She like my Giuseppes, when it come to hoes, I got thousands
That pussy clapping like up, up, up
Y'all niggas chewing gum like up, up, up
See, I don't play that shit but I spread that shit on y'all niggas
That 40 like a beeper, I go way back on you, niggas
If you ain't coming with me I ain't asking, don't say nothing to me, nigga
That black face on that Rolex, like ain't coming to me, nigga
I'm the type of dude who finess you then play dumb dumb with you, niggas
Look at the score board when the game over, with a thousand points at you, niggas
My high school teacher did not taught me shit, no, she didn't
So when I got my first check you know I told her this

I done made a million dollars and I ain't even gone to college
I heard you talking, let me find out you ain't bout it
They think I'm sponsored by Olympic and I didn't pay for this here Audi
Lost 100 times 10, nigga, keep it 1000
1000, f*ck your hoe about 1000
Stacking money by the thousands
I'm a stack my money by the thousands
In the booty club we whiling, throwing all these ones by the thousands
I gotta keep it 1000, I gotta keep that shit 1000
Gonna f*ck that hoe about 1000, I'm a stack my money by the thousands
I gotta keep that shit 1000

[Hook - Rich Homie Quan:]
It was hard to hear at first
I couldn't understand what you sayin'
And these bitches bound to get hurt
'Cause a lot of these niggas be playin'
And I f*ck with shorty on the low
And I know she know I'm the man
So that extra shit gotta go
She probably don't know that I f*cked her friend
If she ask about it
I'm a be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
When she try to argue with me
I be like, "Blah blah blah blah"
Trying to get back with me
I be like, "Hell nah nah nah"
And we ain't talking about no money
I'm like, "Blah blah blah blah"

[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]
I said, nigga be talkin' that blah
'Til you walk up with that blah, we ain't playin'
Heard he got hit in his eye
Heard he got bust in his mouth, see I'm sayin'?
Shorty gon' get on that D
First she gon' get on her knees, she ain't prayin'
Told her I'm a run it right back
Dog it ain't even like that, she ain't stayin'
I ain't got no f*ckin' time, 'less it's f*ckin' time
You ain't with it, go, please don't waste my f*ckin' time
Got places to go, got people to see
Got this kilo on my neck, I'm just keepin' it G
Niggas dissin' for a listen, waitin' for a mention
Niggas lose all respect tryna gain attention
All this extra shit, man I need choppers with extensions
And all this work out here, you'd think we're waitin' on a pension, nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Ty Dolla $ign:]
Every time I talk to my baby mama
She like "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
Every time I f*ck on my Spanish bitch
She call me papa
Every time I hit the club
I came with all of my niggas
Them niggas over there, they broke
I take all of their bitches
I spend all of this money
Then get it right back in the morning
Got that Sprite in my cup
With some of that you ain't even know it
Wash that zanny down with that Möet
I be f*cked up but I never show it
Bought 10 bottles, I ain't even pour up
I just came to make the shit go up
Yeah, ball out on these hoes
Bars out on these hoes, I'll leave without these hoes
That's on my mama, that's on the game
It's so loud, I can't hear what you're sayin'

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Dej Loaf:]
I done made a hundred K this week
Lord, why they wanna hate on me?
All white, not a stain on me
Diamonds dance like K.O.D
Pimp shit, should have a cane on me
I'm in Saks, no c'est la vie
I don't Tampa, that's 813
Them niggas know I'm from the 313
This bitch think she f*ckin' with me
Tell her body bag herself
And I did this on my own
I ain't ever ask for help
F*ck you mean? That's that cash you smelled
Talk crazy, no pastors here
Make a pussy do a backwards flip
Hallelujah yeah the pastor's here
Choppers spit, ch-choppers out
Chopper style, hundred rounds
Get on the ground, don't make a sound, yeah, yeah
Keep runnin' your mouth, have them boys run in your house
Silencer don't make a sound
Blah, blah, blah, blah
These pussies off their mark

[Hook]

Yeah (Beatstarz)
Hey man, where my real niggas at in this motherf*cker, man?
Ya feel me?
Do the real nigga walk through for me, hey

I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
Ain't stuntin' what you sayin' when I walk through
I got all these hoes starin' when I walk through (walk through)
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (walk through)
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (walk through)
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (hey, hey, hey)
I done made a few bands when I walk through

I done made a few bands when I walk through (just a few)
People I don't know, nah, I don't talk to (nah)
Me and Problem in this bitch, he a boss too (Problem)
Sittin' at the round table makin' boss moves (gettin' money)
I done walk through with Gucci on my feet (Gucci)
Who got more money, you or me? (Me)
I'ma walk through usually (huh)
With my nigga, best believe that I got the tool on me (yeah, yeah, yeah, Rich Homie)
I done snuck passed security
What the f*ck, do you need glasses just to see?
Me when I'm comin' full speed, got that V12 runnin'
And I'ma jump the fence if I see 12 comin' (12)
Even if I were blind, I could still smell money
I can't trust no outside niggas, they could tell on me
I'm the alphabet boy 'cause I keep an L on me
I smoke good, throwin' up my set in your hood, nigga (Rich Homie)

I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
Ain't stuntin' what you sayin' when I walk through
I got all these hoes starin' when I walk through (walk through)
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (walk through)
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (walk through)
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (hey, hey, hey)
I done made a few bands when I walk through

Come on, yeah
It's money over here, what you thought, clown?
Play crazy while you high, have you knocked down (bah)
No frowns around here, bruh, we all smiles
Giuseppe just dropped, got all styles
Mob say, "The boy out," when I walk through
Scarface 'fore he died, this part two
Have your peoples tell promoters that I'm comin'
Park me in the front, leave the shit runnin', here's a hunnid, what up?
Flip your bitch like a coin, better call it, nigga
She got a thing for us big dick ballin' niggas
She 'bout to rock the boy mic, 'til it feedback
The realest nigga out my city and I mean that

I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
Ain't stuntin' what you sayin' when I walk through
I got all these hoes starin' when I walk through (walk through)
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (watch me walk through) (walk through)
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (watch a nigga walk through) (walk through)
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through (hey, hey, hey)
I done made a few bands when I walk through

Money Music (oh shit)

This for the people that said I wouldn't be shit
Look at me now mother f*cker I'm rich
Then a mother f*cker you can smell this lick
Gucci ear mug can't tell me shit
Gucci leather gloves I'm feeling myself
Gucci penny leather shoes every time I step
Gucci on my right foot and on the left
I'm gone keep gucci like the Plaza at Fifths
Use to hide money in a brown gucci box
Still throwing money in the brown gucci box
Spent 95 hundred on a lil gucci watch
Only two people got em' just me and Stuey Rock
Bout seven months ago I was up an got broke
Lost a couple partners but I never lost hope
Came up on some dollars if it wasn't for like a pro
Hop would've been gone or in jail or dead
Instead I'm on the microphone f*cking with my nike's on
Running in the pussy she can't leave the dike alone
Coming for the cookie we be getting the Michael on
But she on thriller no matter if I'm right or wrong
She gone f*ck with me no matter how far I go
She gone come get dick baby let's start over
We can be friends baby I am your card holder throw in your hand

The opposite of serious playing
Around with a check heard I go in every song
And I ain't done yet
Cus I'm still going in
Everybody say I'm next my time is now
And if the time counts down (5, 4, 3, 2, 1)
And if you ever get lonely you can call Rich Homie Baby

Whole lot of money baby whole lot of problems
Worth a whole lot of guns got a whole lot of cartridge
Got a whole lot of gator got a whole lot of ostridge
Worth a whole lot of money I got more in my pocket
Talking Ben Frank who are you to stop me an who am I to blame
I'm gone let her on top she gone try to say my name
I'm gone hit her from the back Damon Wayan Major Payne
Might bang bang bang just like pop
This chinchilla have my laying on a fox
Haters on the side line praying for me to fall
Intercept it like primetime I'm gone take the ball
Rich Homie coming up these niggas looking sour
These niggas switch up these niggas just chopping
These niggas at the base line hollering for a foul
I can tell shawty take her time when she take mine
And I'm talking bout head at the foot of the bed
Hope you came prepared don't be scared I ain't playing
We can take it there or flex up a spread

The opposite of serious playing
Around with a check heard I go in every song
And I ain't done yet
Cus I'm still going in
Everybody say I'm next my time is now
And if the time counts down (5, 4, 3, 2, 1)
(Reloaded)
And if you ever get lonely you can call Rich Homie Baby
Rich Homie Baby
Rich, Rich, Rich Homie Baby
Rich Homie Baby
Rich Homie Baby
Rich, Rich, Rich Homie Baby

Got a penthouse by the lake, don't let mine shrunk to the sea
Gotta try helping like hey, but they tryna slide on what a nigga say
F*cking four hoes, feeling like a pimp, that's the deal when I walk, not a limp
That's a 40 hanging on my hip, look around get shot, y'all niggas ain't real

Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, make that money
Make that money
Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, take that money
Take that money
Heard you try to get some money
Hold that money, hold that money
Hold that money
Heard you try to get some money
Work for your money, work for your money
Work for your money

Spent 13000 on shoes last week, ball that to tell
I'm in the biz with the presidential suite, bet you can't get shoot up
And I got like four or five mollies and I said, "Uh, girl"
'Cause the bitch would do anything for me, pull my finger and she say, "Go well"
I'm sitting right here with my feet up, I'm a get it right back in a Reebok
Don't follow that crowd, be a leader, I'm a school you niggas, I'm a teacher
Can't fool me, nigga, you see-through, had to do this, nigga, I'm leaving
Your bitch f*cking me hollering free, got my stick in her face like key cool
You know nigga, that's Chinese fool, name a crew who can do it like we do
You see blowing on a nigga, I'm too cool, it's only one of me, be you
She run away if she get loose and I'm a run away, sipping on juice
My mind on one thing, tryna get salute, you should see the top-floor view

Got a penthouse by the lake, don't let mine shrunk to the sea
Gotta try helping like hey, but they tryna slide on what a nigga say
F*cking four hoes, feeling like a pimp, that's the deal when I walk, not a limp
That's a 40 hanging on my hip, look around get shot, y'all niggas ain't real

Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, make that money
Make that money
Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, take that money
Take that money
Heard you try to get some money
Hold that money, hold that money
Hold that money
Heard you try to get some money
Work for your money, work for your money
Work for your money

I been f*cking this new hoe, did her Jamaica going on two weeks
The bitch moving too fast, hoe, I'm already in too deep
She was sucking on dick too long, got a black color around her knee
I don't know what type of shit she on but when she sucking she make a nigga scream
I won that game, nigga, you lost, bugging on two cups
Stay down from the bottom, yo, nigga, now I'm standing on the rooftop
Got money in the shoebox, never flex what you got
F*ck around get you shot, I got two Glocks
It's me against the world, nigga, feeling like Tupac
Who hot, nigga? You are not and I need more space, got two spots
And I don't give a f*ck who you are and I got four doors, two cars
And I'm throwing more shows than you thought, and I'm on that road getting money
Sold that soul for real, homie, nigga that's your hoe, she know me, she was at my

Got a penthouse by the lake, don't let mine shrunk to the sea
Gotta try helping like hey, but they tryna slide on what a nigga say
F*cking four hoes, feeling like a pimp, that's the deal when I walk, not a limp
That's a 40 hanging on my hip, look around get shot, y'all niggas ain't real

Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, make that money
Make that money
Heard you try to get some money
Make that money, take that money
Take that money
Heard you try to get some money
Hold that money, hold that money
Hold that money
Heard you try to get some money
Work for your money, work for your money
Work for your money

Yeah Quan nigga Rich Homie baby [x2]
Real nigga don't talk he just do it you know what I mean
Show for example

A real killer he gone kill you and won't tell a soul
Pulled up in that phantom thought they saw a ghost
Boy you in yo feelings I'll tell you so
Took off on these niggas get a telescope
Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul
My postal man official who I mail it to
Don't lose sleep bout these bitches cause they come and go
Don't play for keeps can't trust these niggas get your money first
Rich homie baby real nigga over here baby (over here)
Real nigga over here (money first) rich homie baby yeah
Real nigga over here baby (over here) real figues overe here baby
(Over here) play with my money will kill niggas over here baby
Counterfeit homies we don't deal with it over here baby
(This rich homie baby) this that Polo (who) hill figure over here baby
(Ralph Loren) 3 or 4 hoes I usually got over here baby
(What cha talking bout quan) hold my paint brushes I'm a paint yo picture
Clear baby (oooh yea)
You gone crash in these head lights like a deer baby
The difference between her and you is you're a go-getter baby
And I won't try you I'd salute I consider you my lady
I'm a probably watch you go crazy probably caught you today
After I got threw with you you like a bad habit I need some new to do
A real killer he gone kill you and won't tell a soul
Pulled up in that phantom thought they saw a ghost
Boy you in yo feelings I'll tell you soo
Took off on these niggas get a telescope
Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul
My postal man official who I mail it too
Don't lose sleep boud these bitchea cause they come and go
Don't play for keeps don't trust these niggas get your money first
Rich homie baby get your money first
Family second I put my homie 3rd
And pray for these blessing
I gave that boy a bird
Free my nigga chicken
Pulled up on a cruve
Turned up on them niggas
Love purple hurb
Burnt up on them niggas
Love switching girls
Turn up on them bitches
I'm on that road to riches
But since yo hoe assistant
Navigation baby
Make her go and get it
Say real nigga don't talk he just be about it
And I'm keeping labels on hoes yeah I see them coming
You seen em firat on the inside of my me J
Go get a diary f*ck yo secret yeah
A real killer he gone kill you and won't tell a soul
Pulled up in that phantom thought they saw a ghost
Boy you in yo feelings I'll tell you so
Took off on deys niggas get a telescope
Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul
My postal made official who I meet though
Don't leave sleep boud these bitches cause they come and go
Don't play with Keith f*ck these niggas get your money first
I swear I took off took off took off f*ck you mean
Rich homie baby I say I took off took off took off
Yeah I swear I took off

Girl, you know what I'm saying
This beat is so, so Metro
Whatever I ask you to do, she gonna know it
Real ride or die
I'm stunning

She f*ck with me, she don't f*ck with you
She take them charges for me, if I tell her too
She f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck with me
She f*ck, she f*ck, I know she f*ck with me

Real nigga since day one
Real nigga over here, baby
A real nigga going straight South
A real nigga don't drink beer, baby
Real nigga gonna make money
Real nigga never feel that
Real nigga, I don't know you
I ain't seen shit, and I don't hear nothing
Pardon that and I meant that
Swerve on them in the Bentley
I see the girl coming, tell her, get back
But the 45 knock your shit back
Mid match on the perpetrator
Big gats it's a murder scene
I got another gun in my left hand
I bet a deaf man, he done heard of me
911 It's a emergency
You're scared nigga, I'm killing these niggas
Broke in the game like a burglary
Like surgery, I'm splitting these niggas, wig up
Get rich homies, all the broke niggas gonna fear us
She done fell in love with a real nigga

She f*ck with me, she don't f*ck with you
She take them charges for me, if I tell her too
She f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck with me (I know she do)
She f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck, I know she f*ck with me
Real niggas over here, baby
Real niggas over here
Real niggas over here, baby
Real niggas over here
Real niggas over here, baby
Real niggas over here
Real niggas over here, baby
Ain't nothing but them niggas, over here, baby

Rich Homie my clique, baby
So real niggas over here
A broke nigga ain't shit, baby
So I'm trying to get over here
A hundred thousand I spent
Baby, on wardrobe this year (I did)
Real niggas are related to me
Real niggas know how I feel
And real niggas know how I live
You can ask Nard or lightpoe made a million and ain't got a deal
That features and a lot of show
I'm at the table, trying to get a mil
I already got one, but I need more
Like Ceelo, I need green
But I'm still gon be an outcast
Got a bottom grill so I talk cash
Money shit, nigga
Broke ass nigga I walk past
Yeen shit nigga
35 hoes make em call the cops
Even though that homie a rich nigga
And I got them Ms
She talk too much she told her friends

She f*ck with me, she don't f*ck with you
She take them charges for me, if I tell her too
She f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck with me (I know she do)
She f*ck, she f*ck, she f*ck, I know she f*ck with me
Real niggas over here, baby
Real niggas over here
Real niggas over here, baby
Real niggas over here
Real niggas over here, baby
Real niggas over here
Real niggas over here, baby
Ain't nothing but them niggas, over here, baby!

I'm a keep that nigga up off you
Relieve that stress up off you
Take that cheap shit off you
Put on this dress I bought you
Keep them problems up off you
Take my debit card to keep those loose dollars up off you
Get a bodyguard to keep broke niggas up off you
Them dope dealers up off you
Trying to keep my hands up off you
Tryna get the pants up off you
Let me ease ya mind up off you
You can't keep Rich Homie up off you

Keep them problems up off you
Keep that stress up off you
Keep them broke niggas off you
Tryna get some neck up out you
Keep them free loaders off you
Keep them broke bitches off you
Keep them Joe Janes off you
And keep them hoe niggas off you
And they only be in your business
They don't really care about you, only wanna know if we did it
But you know I care about you, baby, you know I'm serious
This pistol keep that nigga up off you, you feel me

I'm a keep that nigga up off you
Relieve that stress up off you
Take that cheap shit off you
Put on this dress I bought you
Keep them problems up off you
Take my debit card to keep those loose dollars up off you
Get a bodyguard to keep broke niggas up off you
Them dope dealers up off you
Trying to keep my hands up off you
Tryna get them pants up off you
Let me ease ya mind up off you
You can't keep Rich Homie up off you

Keep that paper work on you
Keep them pennies up off you
Take that cheap shit off you
Put on this Fendi I bought you
Take that lace front off you
You look better natural
Take that makeup off you
All that fake stuff off you
Keep them women away from you
Keep them niggas up off you
Keep the lies away from you
Keep them issues up off you
Keep that grey hair off you
Keep that stress away off you
Better let him know that I will not play about you

I'm a keep that nigga up off you
Relieve that stress up off you
Take that cheap shit off you
Put on the dress I bought you
Keep them problems up off you
Take my debit card to keep those loose dollars up off you
Get a bodyguard to keep broke niggas up off you
Them dope dealers up off you
Trying to keep my hands up off you
Tryna get the pants up off you
Let ease ya mind up off you
You can't keep Rich Homie up off you

I'm a keep that nigga up off you
Relieve that stress up off you
Take that cheap shit off you
Put on this dress I bought you
Keep them problems up off you
Take my debit card to keep those loose dollars up off you
Get a bodyguard to keep broke niggas up off you
Them dope dealers up off you
Taking my hands up off you
Tryna get the pants up off you
Let me ease ya mind up off you
You can't keep Rich Homie up off you

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
I did lost a lotta shit man
I dun lost partners, bitches, money
But I ain't never lost my mind though
You feel me?

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
I dun lost a couple partners
When I thought shit couldn't go wrong (but it did)
Can I get a witness
Cause everybody got problem, yeah
And you don't know where to go You'll be lost
Alot of these bitches weak minded
But you gotta learn how to be strong
And when it feels like you lost everything
Ay gotta hold on, you
You gotta you gotta hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
Started losing my mind, who am I to trust
Started abusing the grind and now a nigga up
Telling bitches I know it ain't mine I ain't even f*ck
But I admit I got suck... real good
On the hood, on my homies in the hood they hungry
And I'm good, I don't want it
She belong to the homie
And I'm riding in a car that ain't out yet, boy I'm hitting gas
And yeah, my dick where her mouth at, boy you know
For the homie then smash
Got cash and everybody still got problems
But what the f*ck am I supposed to do, they mad
I'm popping percocets to keep cautious
Too many percs I mean nauseous, ain't' tryin to see a hearse or no coffin
Problem, I got a problem, and I call that bit my chopper
All them, yeah all them I shoot this shit at all them
And I do this shit for all of them
Nigga locked up, nigga dead and gone
Drinking a forty at the grave yard

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Got a grip on life when I got out of jail, Got right
I was breaking into houses, I didn't touch no scale no white
But I been in them houses, been around that shit all my life
God make no mistake if I had a chance wouldn't do it twice
Stay down here come over night
Spray rounds ain't tryin to fight
Stay [?], got a nigga right
That's possible baby, no lie
As with myself I keep going hard, but I don't know why
You don't know my bitch yeah she foreign
Got her from hawaii, overseas
I walk in by myself just one of y'all niggas try me (do something)
I pulled up like a hearse with a hundred cars behind me
Siamese twin what I call matchin' Forties
Find me and the big body ben [?] no more scotty
Tell my partner no more ridin'
'Cause I heard them people watchin
My florida ho call me papi
We in Florida so many options
Nigga bite me, I know they teeth hurt
I'm tired of all these rest in peace shirts

[Hook]

Heard she got a thing for
Them niggas with that money
Heard she running game so you
Better see it coming
And I heard she changed her name
Got in some trouble
Now she running from her problem
Like a running back
You know I'm coming for that money

Now let's party, we gonna get it started
Too much money in my wallet
I can't even count it
Heard that she want that molly
Look what they done started
Told her ride me like a
Harley, f*ck it, a Ducati, kawasaki
She been watching since she
Heard my song drop work at fire
Call her butter cause she popcorn popping
Silverado hard like a rock, that girl solid
All my niggas hard from the block masked up
Robbing tell them folks cause I'm teasing
We could make news
For them niggas who wanna be me
One of me and one of you
Let that ho stay for the weekend
Do whatever she wanna do
Now her friend wanna sleep in and that's
Cool long as we got room, no proof
They heard I got juice, how can I lose?
If everybody against you pass the test
Cause I cheated when I needed
I was bucking on police
Relationships with all my teachers
I heard they leasing all them cars
They be driving around for no reason
On my block, they don't fight and if the
Boss retired everybody unemployed
Can't run from no nigga
World say she a gold digger

Heard she got a thing for
Them niggas with that money
Heard she running game so you
Better see it coming
And I heard she changed her name
Got in some trouble
Now she running from her problem
Like a running back
You know I'm coming for that money

Let's have a party
(I got bitches, I got liquor)
Let's have a party
(I got weed, I got swishers)
Let's have a party (Molly for the bitches)
Oh, let's have a party
(Invitation, come and kick it) Oh

She be wilding at my parties, she invited
At first she quiet
Turn down for what she still excited
I'm gonna hit you with this wood, baby
You gonna call me tiger
Heard they snitching in the hood
Protective custody ain't silent
And he riding cause his
Partner ain't his partner he wanna stay
Cause he asking where his Oscar
He had that bake and you homeboy fake
And it's a lot of
Bullshit in that discovery pack
Don't wear clothes
I'm Louis town where the judge at
Now the party crazy, I got pills, you want X
You know my neighbors hating
Party look like project X
And I told that ho to take off
She talking about a check
No disrespect but that bitch in
This shit for the check

Heard she got a thing for
Them niggas with that money
Heard she running game so you
Better see it coming
And I heard she changed her name
Got in some trouble
Now she running from her problem
Like a running back
You know I'm coming for that money

Let's have a party
(I got bitches, I got liquor)
Let's have a party
(I got weed, I got swishers)
Let's have a party (Molly for the bitches)
Oh, let's have a party
(Invitation, come and kick it) Oh

Let's have a party let's have a party
Let's have a party oh, Let's have a party
Oh, Let's have a

[Hook:]
I went to sleep I was broke
Had a dream about money
Yesterday is gone
So today I gotta make something
I'm a buy my mama a new home and nall
Nigga I ain't frontin, because I use to have nothing
But now I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, hey
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, hey
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, hey
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta (had that money baby)

Got a lot of money, even more problems
I know a lot of killers, know even more robbers
Boy put down that pistol, I even know shooters
Pull up with my niggas, I need like four bottles
The nigga bored soap opera
His ho thick and gorgeous plus her throat swallow
Bank roll enormous, but I need more dollars
Find a bitch to go with see that's no problem
He unloyal cause he yo patna
Can't get no lawyer he need more gowala
These bitch acting like they loyal, give that ho a Oscar
Money, I got a whole lotta
And I hope them bed bugs don't bite because

[Hook]

Whole lot of homies, all of em rich
My bitches like my bank roll all of them thick
My homie flexin with a bank roll
All of us in I take that back we more like brothers, all of us ken
My necklace cost a benz, flexin by accident
Wrap up with tacklin, catch up keep practicin, bad bitches after me
Gotta whole lot of them faces
And I woke up with a bank roll so something must be crazy cause

[Hook]