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$illy gusti - stupid lyrics

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i had to hustle for my goals i was so f#cking broke
i was broke i had to hustle for my goals
say no smoke i don’t make no friends i’m alone
d#mn these hoes they never loyal we all know
i’m supposed to rock gucci on my toes

i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid

i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid

my racks up money tall
i’m on court now lemme ball
way back i was broke i say this on every song
exes get me strong
i’m on fire ride along
to my baby lost i’m so sad you never born

they love me for my money
they want me but don’t know me
last year there was no me
but this year i’m their topic
i turn her to salome
she dances holding her knees
be flirting cuz i got cheese
yeah yeah yeah

now i’m earning
more than i expected
turned her to my stripper
she’s your girlfriend then i’m sorry
money on my mind
i might throw it while she whining
homie i don’t lie
if you know me i’m still shining

i was broke i had to hustle for my goals
say no smoke i don’t make no friends i’m alone
d#mn these hoes they never loyal we all know
i’m supposed to rock gucci on my toes

i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid

i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid

yeah yeah yeah yeah
man i made it
hoes and clothes and cars dopest jewelry man i’m faded
n#ggas hating me makes me feel celebrating
me, my gang we out ride on top dominating

no new homies
family only
i’m a real g money cannot change me
if you know me i pull foreign
your girl on me boy she said you boring

i’m rich stupid
really bless i’m fresh kid
smell like nesquik
yea she l!cking sipping
never quitting
that’s your girl my cow girl
when she’s back home oh my god you kiss her

had to hustle
had to hustle
it was struggle
but i made it

i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid

i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid
i’m rich stupid
n#gga i’m rich stupid

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