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rich the kid – money machine كلمات اغاني

[intro: siptee & rich the kid]
i remember sellin’ cd’s for another n_gga to make my money, ya dig?
i ain’t goin’ back broke, nah, nah
check
siptee, i’m him
check
ah (yeah), yeah
yeah, yeah, ayy

[verse 1: rich the kid]
i was trappin’ out that bas_m_nt (trap)
mama said, “stay on that grind, boy, be patient” (boy, be patient)
i was runnin’ to the money, had to chase it (chase it)
i had made a couple racks, i couldn’t waste it (racks, racks)
now i’m laughin’ to the bank, got a big bag (bag)
freaky little b_tch, she gon’ ride like six flags
how the f_ck i ran these millies up but i had skipped math?
how the h_ll i got this water on me likе a full bath? (drip)
let me call my doctor (doctor), i’m so sick (sick)
when i pull up in that ’rari, thеy take a pic (skrrt)
how the f_ck i got a bentley truck? they said i wasn’t sh_t
how the f_ck i made it rappin’? i done really went legit, d_mn

[chorus: siptee]
i’m a college dropout that signed a deal
and i know they didn’t believe that i’d make it for real
i did sleep on the floor, but i never did miss a meal
’cause mama made a way for a n_gga, that’s for real
i had been broke, had no hope
n_ggas went down when i sold cd’s at the store
lost real n_ggas that i can’t see no more
looked at my past, i ain’t goin’ back broke
[verse 2: rich the kid]
money machine sh_t (machine sh_t)
i done seen my n_gga dead, you ain’t seen sh_t (you ain’t seen sh_t)
b_tches tellin’ me they love me, that don’t mean sh_t (that don’t mean sh_t)
i done spent a couple milli on that lean sh_t (lean sh_t)
that’s some fiend sh_t (no cap)
how the f_ck i made it rappin’? i was trappin’ out the back (back)
tryna pull up magic city and tried to hit me with a mac
they’ll hit you for a rack (for a rack)
from the bottom, i done made it, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
now i walk around, pockets on blue bills (bills)
f_ck a bougie b_tch but i be in the trap still (trap)
and my n_ggas rich forever, tryna make a hundred mil’ (mil’)
tell her, “turn around, bend it over,” baby, how it feel? (hey)
i’m the boss, i been cashin’ (cashin’)
plain jane patek, i don’t do no flashin’ (no flashin’)
i told my mama, “what you tryna get, that aston?” (skrrt)
she said, “i just want the bands and some cashin'”
then i started laughin’ (ha)

[interlude: siptee]
look, then i started laughing, yeah, uh_uh

[verse 3: siptee]
f_ck my ex, fetched with my n_ggas, i do not care how she feel, though
know she prolly get jealous, she should’ve kept it real though
i know real freaks that called on facetime to use a d_ld_
i ain’t hungry, i’ve been eatin’, i’m tryna touch a mil’ though
and i’m still the same n_gga that i was without this chain on
i’m just out the way, so ain’t no one to put the blame on
and i know she hide her face ’cause that’s exactly where i came on
sold my playstation, i ain’t the one you gon’ run game on
cracked the code on ’em
vvs hangin’ on my chest, that boy done froze on ’em
no paparazzi, all these diamonds strike a pose on ’em
you gave ’em trust and now you mad because you told on you
yeah, you told on you
cracked the code on ’em
vvs hangin’ on my chest, that boy done froze on ’em
no paparazzi, all these diamonds strike a pose on ’em
gave ’em trust and now you mad because you told on you
yeah, you told on you
[outro: siptee]
siptee, i’m him
money machine sh_t
money machine sh_t, money machine sh_t, ah

- rich the kid

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