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paypa boy – i feel like rich porter كلمات اغاني

[intro]
i feel like rich porter, pushin’ different whips
i feel like rich porter
i feel like rich porter, countin’ half a milli’
i feel like rich porter
i feel like rich porter, blessed with the connect
i feel like rich porter
i feel like rich porter, got my n_ggas eatin’ (first class pass_)
i feel like rich porter

[verse 1]
never really had nothin’, so i had to grind hard
flashbacks to cuttin’ coke down and dodgin’ cop cars
momma raised a hustler, ’cause daddy wasn’t there
no love lost, i know life wasn’t fair
i feel like rich porter, blessed with the connect
put my n_ggas on, now we all touchin’ checks
i’m comin’ bmw, e30 m3
gold bbss, you know, og
never been the type to ask a n_gga for a favor
when you gettin crazy bread, n_ggas gon’ hate ya
back to back type rs, just like i had a vision
i’m sorry mom for cookin’ raw coke up in ya kitchen
i did what i did just to get where i’m at
i regret nuthin’ and i take nuthin’ back
i thank the game for all the sh_t that it taught me
and i know a couple n_ggas feelin’ real salty
i’m up now
i pray for the best, never pray for n_ggas downfall
outta state, hoop games, courtside, i ball
i ball like ’07 baron davis, golden state
i love my connect, they keep a n_gga straight
all white fifty, lookin’ like a fresh key
my auntie sonya had that benz, 190 e
2.5 sixteen valve with the body kit
i felt like rich porter when i caught my first brick
[bridge]
when i caught my first brick
i felt like rich porter when i caught my first brick
when i caught my first brick
i felt like rich porter when i caught my first brick

[chorus]
i feel like rich porter, pushin’ different whips
i feel like rich porter, countin’ half a milli’
i feel like rich porter, blessed with the connect
i feel like rich porter, got my n_ggas eatin’

[verse 2]
bucket hat low, i know the feds is watchin’ me
i don’t beef with n_ggas, i just get that broccoli
that green paper and that brown paper bag
that 3 honda zx turbo was my dad’s
the hustle’s hustler, the hustle’s in my bloodline
never lied to my connect, not one time
i’m extra gucci, dapper dan certified
everything custom, jewels, the rides
my sauce drip different and it hit crazy
main reason why n_ggas broke, ’cause they lazy
mo’ money, mo’ problems, i know the feelin’
the safe ain’t safe no more, we tuck bread in the ceiling
24 karat nameplate with the money bag
a lazy ass hustle, only reason why the money lag
cherry m3, i’m comin’ straight euro
r.i.p rich porter, the dope boy’s hero

- paypa boy

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