Rich How I'm Dyin (Explicit) - Hotboii

Lyrics by：Javarri Walker/Jevonte Robinson/Marcus King

Composed by：Javarri Walker/Jevonte Robinson/Marcus King

Ayy

Heavy

Turn the beat up

Though

MK

Get that **** up

Then

I'm foreign whip riding

I **** on the finest

**** on the finest

I was born broke

Now it's rich how I'm dying

Rich how I'm dying

I came from below now my limits the sky

My limits the sky

They knew I was him

Don't need no ***** to remind me

No ***** to remind me

I'm foreign whip riding

I **** on the finest

**** on the finest

I was born broke

Now it's rich how I'm dying

Rich how I'm dying

I came from below now my limits the sky

My limits the sky

They knew I was him

Don't need no ***** to remind me

No ***** to remind me

N***a if you ever see your dreams

Go catch them

Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her

I remember sleeping in the car

No house

Then got a house sleeping on the floor

No mattress

You can't even imagine

I ran it up the fastest

To the fact that we used to be poor

It don't matter

In the pink jays when it rain pour

No Channel

No Santa

Had to get it out the mud with no manners

New friends

No never

They want in

I won't let them

'Cause the feds on my trail

I'm in the field with no hammer

Know the rats

They gon' tattle

The snakes

They gon' rattle

The fake they go blast

Shoot 'em up

And so

Where you get a lil' revenue

It can dismantle you

In ways you never knew

Yeah

I gave n***as hands they could never get up

These n***as move backwards

They telling a front

Heard he got a thing for them girls with a butt

Let that ho pick his brain

Then we turn him to runts

Roll that boy up on stage

It's three five in the blunt

Now my check house barat any time of the month

And you know a rat

They gon' rat on them

Son

The snake and I'm sure they gon' rat on us

Son

And you know a rat

They gon' rat on them

Son

The snake and I'm sure they gone rat on us

Son

I'm living my life

Who's to say I'm living wrong

I don't even know why these n***as on my flow

I know that it's fire like I rapped in the stove

They know when it's hot

Every rap hit your soul

Like a shirt turn a opp to a merch this a stick shift

Clip

I can flip it in reverse

Trying to say it's my prime

But I know my worth

Only **** on the finest

I'm foreign whip swerving

Swerve

I'm foreign whip riding

I **** on the finest

**** on the finest

I was born broke

Now it's rich how I'm dying

Rich how I'm dying

I came from below now my limits the sky

My limits the sky

They knew I was him

Don't need no ***** to remind me

No ***** to remind me

I'm foreign whip riding

I **** on the finest

**** on the finest

I was born broke

Now it's rich how I'm dying

Rich how I'm dying

I came from below now my limits the sky

My limits the sky

They knew I was him

Don't need no ***** to remind me

No ***** to remind me

N***a if you ever see your dreams

Go catch them

Still won't chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her

I remember sleeping in the car

No house

Then got a house sleeping on the floor

No mattress

You can't even imagine

I ran it up the fastest

To the fact that we used to be poor

It don't matter

In the pink jays when it rain pour

No Channel

No Santa

Had to get it out the mud with no manners