Kipp Stone

Rags 2 Riches


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First you get the money, then you get the honey. It's simple.

I cannot be broke again
Feel like I'm not supposed to win
I've been giving em less of myself
Niggas been doin' the most again

I need a second to breath, then
I'm coming back for that smoke again
I need a second to breath, thenn
I'm coming back for that smoke again

Switch up one time and you dead to me
I need you listenin' close
Can't hear what niggas been sayin' about me
I cannot talk to no ghost
Politic not in the plan
Me and my mans, we took a vote
Frolickin' right to the bandz
Like im from the dmv we gotta go
I used to hop in a bucket babe
my tank on low, low
My shit was running off hope
I'm makin' life decisions at the store
I heat the whole crib with the stove
Cieling dripping to a pot on the floor
I need a mili in cash, bad
Imma keep livin' my life like I'm broke

Make a 100 niggas millionaires before I die
That's the plan, ay
You can take the stairs, Imma fly
I'm just sayin, ooh
Never really failed if you try
I can't fail now
Difference between an L and a loss

Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches

They wanna see me go back
Want me to fumble that bag
They want me hustlin' backwards
Go from riches to rags
No, no

Rags to riches
Rags to riches
They wanna see me go back
Want me to fumble that bag
They want me hustlin' backwards
Go from riches to rags
Oh, no
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip

Bigger the cap
bigger the peelin'
Ain't nothin', ain't no one holding me back
Oh what a feelin'
Speaking of that at is bigger than rap
My intuition
Tellin me limits invented by niggas that tapped
Niggas that give in
Only do facts I'm livin my raps
I made a killin
No generational wealth, a hell of a gap
I gotta feelin
Kippa gonna pick up the tab
Mama we livin

My only option was that
Cut up a mask load up the glizzy
Stick em up, stick em up
10,000 hours hoe im James Brown get on up, nigga
Nip Last name everyday niggas zero luck
Their opinion made me zero bucks
I give zero fucks
Their opinion made me zero bucks
I give zero fucks

Look all caps on my seventh letter nigga
No cap, couldn't have said it better nigga
Squad goals how we play together nigga
Belichik put a play together nigga

Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches

They wanna see me go back
Want me to fumble that bag
They want me hustlin' backwards
Go from riches to rags
No, no
Rags to riches
Rags to riches

They wanna see me go back
Want me to fumble that bag
They want me hustlin' backwards
Go from riches to rags
Oh no
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip
Rags to riches
Double it, triple it, make it flip

Bigger the cap
bigger the peelin'
Ain't nothin', ain't no one holding me back
Oh what a feelin'
Speakin that at is bigger than rap
My intuition
Tellin me limits invented by niggas that tat
Niggas that give in
Only do facts I'm livin my raps
I made a killin
No generational wealth, a hell of a gap
I gotta feelin
Kipp gonna pick up the tab
Mama we livin
My only option was that
Coulda ---------


Autor(es): Brandon Foster