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kee riche$ – from broke to rich (intro) lyrics

aye
from broke to rich
if you ain’t with us, you against us
look

bust heads, bust checks, bust scripts
i been riding with a thirty in a clip
if he run up on me wrong ima trip
it’s a cold day in h-ll if a n-gg- ever slip, godd-mn
i’m sagging through the west, we the best, f-ck the rest, aye
comptown tatted on my chest, don’t flex
i know a couple n-gg-s that’ll test
if you riding through the section better ride with a vest
let me tell you how a n-gg- went broke to rich
if a n-gg- get low sh-t i gotta hit a lick
i just popped another perc so i’m tryna hit a b-tch
sh-t, i’m tryna get rich and get a down -ss b-tch
i been trappin’ ten summers sh-t i feel like lemmie
i just slid down the brans wit a big -ss semi
i’m a real -ss n-gg- it ain’t on me it’s in me
i was 7 years old tryna tote with a billy
i was 16 kicking in doors for the chilly
if you thought that i was broke mr. moseley you silly
heard a couple n-gg-s looking, if you want me then get me
and if you thinking that you tough come spend a day in the phillies
i just poured a deuce with mari now we swerving and sw-nging , tryna catch a n-gg- slippin’ better watch where you hanging
if you don’t know where you at you better watch what you saying
i’m from where young n-gg-s die and they ain’t even banging godd-mn, i just got off the phone with my lil’ bro
called my phone trippin’ ’bout a bird -ss hoe
i told that n-gg- f-ck that b-tch go get dough
if a n-gg- get broke sh-t i gotta kick a door
godd-mn, aye jr this beat really slap bro!
and if a n-gg- trippin’ on you ima slap bro
just give it time and we really finna stack dough
and if i go broke sh-t, i’m back to flipping packs bro
aye, my name ring bells they know riches
and a couple n-gg-s know cause i’m f-cking with they b-tches
all you n-gg-s is rico’s i only f-ck with mitch’s
and i only f-ck with b-tches that be running up the digits

aye aye, play on the phone i gotta make that
if you playing with my chilli gotta take that
i just ran up in a house, where yo safe at?
i’m in the land where you know that it ain’t safe at
aye, i just turnt some louboutins to some play shoes
i know his homie say they homies but he hate dude
i’m just poed off a deuce
nah, i ain’t rude
touching cups that’s the type of sh-t you can’t do

aye i be hanging with real k!llers and bangers
yo homies is all strangers so tell em that they in danger
cause if i don’t say sh-t, sh-t the homie gone buss one
and all them n-gg-s that you wit he gone touch one

this a story how a n-gg- went from broke to rich
i went from broke to rich
aye, broke to rich, i went from broke to rich
this a story how a n-gg- went from broke to rich
if a n-gg- go broke sh-t, it’s back to hitting licks
aye, rosecrans sh-t n-gg-, it’s riches
i went from, i went from, broke to rich
and if a n-gg- go broke then it’s back to hitting licks aye

- kee riche lyrics

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