lirik lagu elai$ - rags to riches
[verse 1: greenmanjelani]
chilling low key in the trenches
these n-gg-s hate on me but i know they a bunch of b-tches
b-tch i am the game, i will leave you with some st-tches
margiela on my torso, but i ain’t the f-cking richest
trigger finger itching
i’m cooking in the kitchen
but i’m not making briscuits
scr-pe the f-cking bowl like i’m cleaning up the dishes
these n-gg-s acting wimpy cuz i came from rags to riches
[verse 2: elai$]
p-p-p-pull up in the foreign and you know that sh-t a rari
i might step right on your shoe and never will say sorry
stay with the auto tune like nessly and pollari
birthday coming soon and i might just throw a party
making this money to easy
girl sour lemon squeezy
ibraheem rocking yeezy’s
roast your junk like berleezy
stay with sh-t like a b-tt
i roll up a spliff and a blunt
sorry but i had to stunt
living my life give no f-cks
[verse 3: sixball]
stay with the gas, but this ain’t no quiktrip
diamonds dripping blue, but i ain’t no crip
flow got you sailing like a f-cking pirate ship
pull up on that hoe, but then i gotta dip
chopper shooting straight, you can call me hawkeye
j’s on my feet, cuz i ain’t no croc guy
ask me why i’m flying, cuz i’m so d-mn high
got a lotta bread, but i ain’t talking rye
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