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Rich niggas poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor

Rich makin' poor decisions
All my little homies up in
I'mma let you just how I'm livin'

I can tell bout the Mach Five
I can show you them blocks buy
I can tell you 'bout my block
I can you to the far side
Poor decision makin' plagued you lives
You sellin' crack up on your porch
While she still goin' through her new
He has a thrill as he his voice
he really needs to raise his boys
Young thugs with so much
Young havin' no balance
Young niggas no fathers
Young niggas dope charges
up she say she felt alone
Now she strippin' for that pot of
fish in the bowl
They say her never played her role
I her mother always on the roll
Her always wearin' gold
I'm from I guess that's how it goes

Rich makin' poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor
Rich makin' poor decisions

Rich niggas poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' decisions
All my homies up in prison
Lupe tell 'em how you livin'

The Beloved T-Rex
man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with
Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build
That like bullshit from out a bull mouth
Even the tepee is a house
shelter keep you out the cold
If you hold it close together, never fold
Why you lettin' the beat you out your soul
You don't believe in God at least believe in odds
This house of our is just a of cards
Just without the yards, and adjacent parks
We was born black but that shit'll you dark
with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club just to a little love, my regards
when your P-O-V is poverty
It's like D-O-C a lottery, that be lock and key
Finna D-O-P-E bob and
And the boxer free
Up out them like it was Rocky 3
Caught up in the now
Look at how we came out like olly oxen free
That ain't why watchin' me, yeah, yeah
Poor decider since like 4, 5 or coated, colored edibles
Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables
Now 30s, my blood pressure's incredible
Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you
Coveting cars over
influence your shootin' sprees
Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got to do with me
to record so ruthlessly
Rich

Rich makin' poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor
niggas makin' poor decisions

Can't tell you that H dude
But I'll you 'bout this hate dude
And show you where they raise a tool
I have a nigga for the labels or the latest shoes
I'm from an era where gold could buy attention
And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known
Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a
Lust apparel, who of Rolls, but can't Accord
Or afford, a Dodge, or a
Where she end up on your knob she has never been adored
Lord help us, my come to an end
we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?
I mean really why should I
a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed
I'm reppin' my set, no who posin' against
Once I got hot, they only option to vent

Aye Ricky I'mma the mission
How poor niggas makin' rich decisions?
niggas makin' rich decisions
That shit right there is more
I think that might be a description
Poor makin' rich decisions
afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em
That's a nigga making rich decisions
jewelry but you know you're vision
Yeah!
On a
Yeah!
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