Starlito - Young Rich n***a lyrics

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Starlito - Young Rich n***a lyrics

[Hook x3] Who am I? Young rich n***a What I do? Buy the whole bar What I got? Cocaine white That's why I'm an All-Star They call me All-Star, I'm playing to win And I ain't Mike Jones, I ain't gon' say it again I ain't here to try to make any friends I let my watch talk for me, it's yelling "Adrian" My wrist rocky, get it, my wrist Rocky A bit co*ky, but f** it, you can't stop me You can't hold me, the youngest of the OG's High profile, could beat a case like Kobe f** it, I'm going back to the old me Plus, I'm still spending mixtape money from '03 Talk your a** off, you would never approach me n***as read a couple magazines and think they know me Picture me no bars, hooks, or no beats Still find me wherever the hoes be, Oh he's So street and can still get the coke cheap n***as don't wanna see me like they owe me, you know me [Hook x3] I'm straight from the gutter, I stay with the bu*ter And that purple and yellow lean, that's the Laker's colors If you need white crack, I'll be right back Next time you see me, I'll be with the Heat like Shaq Even without the T, I'm still a Mac, so Call me McGrady, I'm coming for your lady f** is wrong with these n***as, they going crazy See, everybody's a rapper, the difference is they pay me I'm a veteran, was born in the 80s I even made money off the Roc like Jay-Z So please get off my dick It's too many hoes on it already, you won't fit You can't walk in my footprints, man, the shoe don't fit I'm arrogant like I grew up rich, naw, I just blew up quick n***as hate me cause they hoes want me And I'm starting to think this sh** really grows on trees [Hook x3] Who am I? Young rich n***a, gangsta as I wanna be Who are you? Dumb snitch n***a, wa*ksta you a wannabe The difference is n***as hate me cause the hoes love it I'm like, I'm ain't gonna stop what I'm doing man, so f** it Think I ain't gangster cause we on TV man n***as houses will still get shot up in like BG's veins It's real, say what I feel and let n***as respond Jumped in the game with a buzz about as big as Lebrons Before rap, I was never broke, believe me Now I'm a Star, you need a telescope to see me It's Young Rell, Paper, and Fate, my boys with me Call it what you want mother f**er, it's loyalty [Hook x3]