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philthy rich – made it كلمات اغاني

[chorus: derez de’sean]
in my city, it ain’t no handouts or no favors
so when sh_t get bad, i [?] like a [?]
moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
and i’m just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
a lot of the n_ggas i thought was 100 was [?]
a lot of the b_tches i thought really loved me was fake
a lot of this sh_t, can’t believe [?] too crazy
i can’t [?] this sh_t, i didn’t think i would make it
but n_gga i made it
n_gga i made it
i made it
n_gga i made it

[verse 1: derez de’sean]
this sh_t amazing
n_gga i made it
lately i been watching my friends
can’t be no abraham linkon
n_ggas tryna catch me slippin
n_ggas tryna catch me slippin
n_ggas tryna come and sneak
n_ggas crippin on a crip
i been dancing with the [?]
and lately i been fighting demons
[?] shooter with me [?] left
[?] myself
[?]
[?] myself
[?] help
[?] crystal meth
i taste it off a b_tch’s breath
i taste the molly in the p_ssy
[?] p_ssy
lying, sneaking, caught him looking
everything he had, i took it
street family out in brooklyn
i got [?] in the kitchen cooking
i got young n_ggas in the bushes
[?]
derez de’sean!
[chorus: derez de’sean]
in my city, it ain’t no handouts or no favors
so when sh_t get bad, i [?] like a [?]
moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
and i’m just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
a lot of the n_ggas i thought was 100 was [?]
a lot of the b_tches i thought really loved me was fake
a lot of this sh_t, can’t believe [?] too crazy
i can’t [?] this sh_t, i didn’t think i would make it
but n_gga i made it
n_gga i made it
i made it
n_gga i made it

[verse 2: philthy rich]
i said these n_ggas steady looking for me
when they see me [?]
in the kitchen like i’m cooking something
broke n_gga looking sick or something
i keep it up on me [?]
caut him slippin, had to stick up homie
foreign outside, sticker on it
married to the money, no matrimony
pink slip, a n_gga actually on
roles royce, double s on it
came up quick, stashed the phone
hate them n_ggas with a [?]
[?] action [?]
if that was me, [?]
bad b_tch [?]
f_cked her [?]
styrophome full of codeine
addicted to it like a dope feend
st. [?] no [?]
smoked him before he smoked me
i can’t reply to like every b_tch
i can’t reply to like every diss
rat facts, he on every list
this money on me, get him buried quick
[chorus: derez de’sean]
in my city, it ain’t no handouts or no favors
so when sh_t get bad, i [?] like a [?]
moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
and i’m just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
a lot of the n_ggas i thought was 100 was [?]
a lot of the b_tches i thought really loved me was fake
a lot of this sh_t, can’t believe [?] too crazy
i can’t [?] this sh_t, i didn’t think i would make it
but n_gga i made it
n_gga i made it
i made it
n_gga i made it

[verse 3: young greatness]
came up from the corner
i put money in the shoebox
addicted to f_ck up the commas
[?] just to k!ll all the drama
i know that they mention my name
i tell them n_ggas come and get me
[?] for no man
hustle hard for the cheese
tryna take my son to school
[?] f_ck up the news
bout to try and get some bread
i’m just tryna make a way
i’m just tryna [?]
i’m just tryna see the days
i’m just tryna ride the waves
i’m just tryna [?]
everyday i’m going hard on a b_tch, and i been tryna run my kitchen
haters could try to stop me, imma drop his ass like he f_cked with my sister
this for my dirty money
this for my dirty
[chorus: derez de’sean]
in my city, it ain’t no handouts or no favors
so when sh_t get bad, i [?] like a [?]
moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
and i’m just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
a lot of the n_ggas i thought was 100 was [?]
a lot of the b_tches i thought really loved me was fake
a lot of this sh_t, can’t believe [?] too crazy
i can’t [?] this sh_t, i didn’t think i would make it
but n_gga i made it
n_gga i made it
i made it
n_gga i made it

- philthy rich

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