[Verse 1]
Rich by 25
Lord I pray I'm rich by 25
It's hard to tell a n***a stop
When he got drive
And all he see is money signs
I heard that get a job sh** a hundred times
Looked at my mama like she out her mind
Cause once you see 10k off of drug money
What you look like with a 9 to 5
Something on the scale for the fitness
I dropped out of college with the quickness
Like f** homework n***a
I got work at home
Hol' up can I get a witness
20 carat Cartier lenses
My daddy didn't hand me down a business
18, I was linking up with Rico
To split the kilo
And get my money like Mitch's
b**hes
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And Lord I just want to be rich
I just want the Bentley with the tints on it
That's money well spent
I came from the bottom
That's why I live life like this
Cause the drug money come so fast
But I just can't depend on it
No no no
[Verse 2]
Money in the shoebox
Feeling like Bishop on the rooftop
Rich by 25
Long as they don't do me like I'm 2Pac
The trap hot, cop a new spot
The M3 cost a few whops
Cop that then I sit it on Spike Lee
That's 23's and a boombox
Feeling like radio Raheem
Do the right thing
I'm just out here with my team
Live or die, this sh** could go both ways
Cause Malcom had the chopper
Martin Luther had a dream
36 chambers and it's all about the cream
Laundering, I'm tryna make this dirty money clean
Wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist, wrist
Whipping audio dope for the audio fiends
I mean
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