Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid - Admit It lyrics

[Chorus: Rich the Kid] I admit it (I admit it) I was wrong but I had to get it (Had to get it) Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (Add it up) More like seven figures (Figures) My dream was to be a rich ni**a (Rich ni**a) Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking) Young ni**as pulling them triggers [Verse 1: Rich the Kid] Why you mad at me 'cause my bills paid? I put lean in my lemonade Throw the lunch money in the third grade I told my teacher we could shoot the fade My b*tch roll with me like cascade In jail I learned to play the spades Now I wake up and I got a maid So many games I ain't never played Thеse rappers roaches, need somе fu*kin' Raid Don't need an Uber, got an Escalade Stacking money, I been living great She fu*k me so good that I woke up late I admit I was hustling til I went legit Ran off on the plug, I gave him counterfeit [Chorus: Rich the Kid] I admit it (I admit it) I was wrong but I had to get it (Had to get it) Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (Add it up) More like seven figures (Figures) My dream was to be a rich ni**a (Rich ni**a) Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking) Young ni**as pulling them triggers [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I admit it, you done me wrong but I'm glad you did it, yeah Could've got you back but I got back to business, b*tch, ooh You know I'm a god, you gotta act religious, b*tch Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, b*tch, ooh I like my b*tch new, yeah Let me flick my hair back. uh Ravishing Rick Rude, yeah I used to stare at her cat, I tell that sh*t "ruff" She catching flashbacks, that what that dick do But I admit it, I was fu*ked up But I ain't trippin', I kept it one hundred The dumbest b*tches have dumb luck But when sh*t got sticky, I ain't get stuck And with all I was given, I ain't give up Thought I was living, I ain't live enough I had to cut your ass out the picture So I took your picture and I cut it up [Chorus: Rich the Kid & Lil Wayne] I admit it (I admit it) I was wrong but I had to get it (Had to get it) Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (Add it up) (I admit it) More like seven figures (Figures) (Yeah) My dream was to be a rich ni**a (Rich ni**a) Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking) (Yeah) Young ni**as pulling them triggers [Outro: Lil Wayne] I admit it, you done me wrong but I'm glad you did it, yeah Could've got you back but I got back to business, b*tch, ooh You know I'm a god, you gotta act religious, b*tch, ooh Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, b*tch, ooh I like my b*tch new, she like my b*tch too And she gon' like Rich too Trust fund, yeah [?] But I admit it I was fu*ked up I admit I'm a trust fund, baby