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jesse janari – billy ocean lyrics

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i was rich before the money out here suit and tie sh-t
i don’t own a pair of jordan’s not to say i can’t afford them
but these loafers are italian that’s that sh-t they fly in
ciao fratello bravo bravo everything is high end
russian creams, couple ounces i don’t really go out
everything overpriced what you n-ggas know bout
i just pulled up in the 80s with the beamer c0ked out
rob a n-gga for his jewelry we ain’t chasing no clout
chasing dreams made me more than i can ever spend
break it down and roll up all this medicine
trips back to back to the casino glad to let us in
she gone let me f-ck, so i nut and catch my second wind
b-tch i’m out the state smoking weed in my quarters
life’s to gorgeous, swimming with the corral
heard you n-ggas boring
she gone leave you for this super stardom
try it all you want but i can’t hit without no condom
wild’n, this is how this lifestyle sh-t get
this can’t fit into no lifestyle b-tch quit
fine dine i ain’t shaking up no bisquick
150 thou i’m like wow ohh this sh-t lit

tell me what the goal is, pocket full of old men
vaults weigh a ton with them biometric codes in
toast it with the rose, private to the coast and
we don’t need a cosign, hit my billy ocean

tell me what the goal is, pocket full of old men
vaults weigh a ton with them biometric codes in
toast it with the rose, private to the coast and
we don’t need a cosign, hit my billy ocean

n-ggas hating on me daily like i made this sh-t ill
they gotta cut a phone number just make this sh-t real
the type of author that foreshadow what might pop in a year
numbers jumping out the box like how we making a k!ll
i’ve always wanted better
i had to do it
wealth is just like life you know we just p-ssing through it
that’s 500 dollars just so we can barbecue it
yeah we got the sauce, f-ck you n-ggas thought
like i don’t need no inspiration i don’t run out of that
heard them n-ggas short on music i don’t run out of tracks
since they got me on the clock let me throw out the facts
everything i got in life i had to build it from scratch
ain’t no hands out
except for n-ggas out here asking with they hands out
my n-ggas pull up to the table pull them plans out
i just pull up with the music then them bands count
when they tried to hold me back it push me forward
propelled me to place that i see n-ggas not exploring
they cut the check so we can keep this sh-t recording
you know i do it cuz i really can afford it
i’m fortunate

tell me what the goal is, pocket full of old men
vaults weigh a ton with them biometric codes in
toast it with the rose, private to the coast and
we don’t need a cosign, hit my billy ocean

tell me what the goal is, pocket full of old men
vaults weigh a ton with them biometric codes in
toast it with the rose, private to the coast and
we don’t need a cosign, hit my billy ocean

tell me what the



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