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eddy & zino - rags 2 riches lyrics

[intro]
ay, let me tell you bout’ the—
came from the trenches went from—
they never believed me, but now i get paid
now i get paid
i’m gon’ be a millionaire

[refreng]
ay, let me tell you bout’ the life that we’re living (yeah)
came from the trenches, went from rags to riches (yeah)
my bro’s in jail and i pray that they free him (yeah)
man, i’ve been sinning, hoping god forgives me (yeah+yeah)
thеy never beliеved me, but now i get paid, now i get paid
i’m gon’ be a millionaire, told my momma we gon’ make it out of here

[vers 1]
dreaming ’bout some better days
jeg vi’kke engang wake up
nå for tiden, i’ve been running out of love
i’m heartless, i don’t know how to trust
min bror er bak muren and it’s kinda tough
now a n+gga moving lowkey, they broke me
folket tror they know me
they not my homie, yeah+yeah
that’s why i got it on me, yeah+yeah, yeah+yeah
they better know that we don’t play around
when the boys in town
n+ggas in my block, they make them paigons drown
so you better cool it down
runt her, ikke snakk, gør din ting
gå in hard eller førsvinn
bruker shades nå for tiden fordi lægs gjør deg blind
i know, vi e’kke perfect
men tronen, we deserve it
[refreng]
ay, let me tell you bout’ the life that we’re living (yeah)
came from the trenches, went from rags to riches (yeah)
my bro’s in jail and i pray that they free him (yeah)
man, i’ve been sinning, hoping god forgives me (yeah+yeah)
they never believed me, but now i get paid, now i get paid
i’m gon’ be a millionaire, told my momma we gon’ make it out of here

[vers 2]
i ain’t gon lie lord knows i miss my dargie
came from the bottom only go+getters around me
for mange slanger oppi gresset, det er farlig
men jeg kom meg ut av hood’en, and that’s all me
now im ballin’, all my n+ggas active to the morning
f+ck a 9+5, we go all in
rizky får det til my n+ggas stallin, yeah
meg og bs, ain’t bout’ that drama
who gives a f bout’ ur baby momma
catch meg på studio, eller i gata
folka jakter opps, men vi jakter para
du ser meg med min brodie
hold it down for life for det er min parntna
mmm, yeah, yeah
lil mama alltid on me
told her f+ck around, might take you ot
[refreng]
ay, let me tell you bout’ the life that we’re living (yeah)
came from the trenches, went from rags to riches (yeah)
my bro’s in jail and i pray that they free him (yeah)
man, i’ve been sinning, hoping god forgives me (yeah+yeah)
they never believed me, but now i get paid, now i get paid
i’m gon’ be a millionaire, told my momma we gon’ make it out of here
ay, let me tell you bout’ the life that we’re living
came from the trenches, went from rags to riches
my bro’s in jail and i pray that they free him
man, i’ve been sinning, hoping god forgives me
they never believed me, but now i get paid, now i get paid
i’m gon’ be a millionaire, told my momma we gon’ make it out of her

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