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

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

I can tell you' bout the Five
I can show you them blocks buy
I can tell you 'bout my ties
I can you to the far side
Poor makin' plagued you niggas' lives
You sellin' up on your momma porch
she still goin' through her new divorce
He has a thrill as he raise his
When he really needs to raise his
Young thugs with so much
Young havin' no balance
Young havin' no fathers
Young niggas dope charges
Growin' up she say she felt
Now she strippin' for that pot of
fish in the bowl
They say her mother played her role
I her mother always on the roll
Her mother wearin' gold
I'm from I guess that's how it goes

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

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

The Beloved says
Grown man bars is you gotta deal with
Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can with
That sound like bullshit from out a mouth
Even the is a full house
Simple 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 then at least in odds
house of our is just a house of cards
Just without the yards, and adjacent parks
We was born black but that shit'll make you
Even with a handful of
Mind on the club just to a little love, my regards
Cause when your P-O-V is
It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be and key
Finna D-O-P-E bob and
And the boxer free
Up out rings like it was Rocky 3
up in the game now
Look at how we out like olly olly oxen free
That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah,
Poor since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles
of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables
Now early 30s, my blood incredible
Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you
Coveting cars over
Rappers influence your shootin'
Turn around and publish bars like it got shit to do with me
Easy to so ruthlessly
niggas

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

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

Aye I'mma flip the mission
How poor niggas makin' rich decisions?
Poor niggas makin' decisions
That shit right is more efficient
I think might be a better description
Poor niggas rich decisions
Can't 'em but you still gon' get 'em
a poor nigga making rich decisions
Buyin' but you know you're vision
Yeah!
On a
Yeah!
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