Rich How I'm Dyin

(Ay, Heavy, turn the beat up, though) (MK, get that shit up, then) I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky) They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky) They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me Nigga, if you ever see your dreams, go catch them Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her I remember sleeping in the car, no house then Got a house, sleeping on the floor, no mattress You can't even imagine, I ran it up the fastest To the fact that we used to be poor, it don't matter In the pink Jays when it rain pour, no Channel No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners New friends, no never They want in, I won't let them 'Cause the feds on my trail, I'm in the field with no hammer Know the rats, they gon' tattle, the snakes, they gon' rattle The fake they go blast, shoot 'em up And so where you get a lil' revenue, it can dismantle you In ways you never knew, yeah I gave niggas hands, they could never get up These niggas move backwards, they telling a front Heard he got a thing for them girls with a butt Let that ho pick his brain, then we turn him to runts Roll that boy up on stage, it's three-five in the blunt Now my checks come sporadic any time of the month And you know a rat, they gon' rat on them, son The snake and I'm sure they gon' rat on us, son And you know a rat, they gon' rat on them, son The snake and I'm sure they gone rat on us, son I'm living my life, who's to say I'm living wrong? I don't even know why these niggas on my flow I know that it's fire like I rapped in the stove They know when it's hot, every rap hit your soul Like a shirt turn a opp to a merch this a stick shift Clip, I can flip it in reverse Trying to say it's my prime, but I know my worth Only fuck on the finest, I'm foreign whip swerving (swerve) I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky) They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me I'm foreign whip riding, I fuck on the finest (fuck on the finest) I was born broke, now it's rich how I'm dying (rich how I'm dying) I came from below, now my limit's the sky (my limit's the sky) They knew I was him, need no bitch to remind me Nigga, if you ever see your dreams, go catch them Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her I remember sleeping in the car, no house then Got a house, sleeping on the floor, no mattress You can't even imagine, I ran it up the fastest To the fact that we used to be poor, it don't matter In the pink Jays when it rain pour, no Channel No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners