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sb galore - wealth lyrics

i was made 2xl like a real big shirt, tryna match my smoke youll get burnt
ashes to ashes we pullup w urns , n+ggas b broke they do not like to earn
geeked up in class i dont know what i learned , he a sherm smoking sherm and you waitin yo turn
das just one reason that i post by myself , f+ck being rich n+gga i want wealth
im in yo crib and i did it with stealth , heater on me , f+ck n+gga melt
ice cream runtz and it smell it welches , if im in a pickle then im makin relish
thats not yo bro can’t you see that hes jealous , you wouldn’t believe all the sh+ts tеll us
we havin money mom dont gotta bail us , im not a slave dis ain’t 2k can’t sеll us
i live life like im goodfellas , spinning his block like submarine propellers
how yo hand out but you not tryna help us , leave his ass helpless cuz i hang w steppers
sbg sh+t dont need no one to rep us , f+ck apd they ain have to arrest us
she want my johnny im stackin for johnny he know his b+tch want me so he tryna test us

[verse 2: unogoop]

ran dat sh+t up iain need no help , n+ggas my sons i need my belt
reached for his gun so he got k!lled you ain’t sippin no wok that look like milk
her sh+t wet like michael phelps every time i step issa big ass step
ion give no f+ck what gang you rep ion need no bros and myself
police see wealth , how ima hate on my own
these n+ggas still stealing swag , bought a new fit , just to go put the sh+t on
designer designer , mason balenci mcqueen , b+tch bet not step on my toes
roll up my opp inna wood, and his lil patna , they got me blowing on o’s (yuh)

- sb galore lyrics

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