Listen to Mad Rich (feat. Tavari, Proffit & Prenze) by Hanad Bandz

Mad Rich (feat. Tavari, Proffit & Prenze)

Hanad Bandz

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Hanad Bandz
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Put me on the side i was getting on Now I'm on top and Im getting known I been outside, I been waiting all day Money on my mind, Was prayin for better days Knew I had to have it Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Put me on side, I was getting no play Now I'm getting dimes I treat em like spare change Ballin like a maverick Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Mad Rich Made it to the top we established Getting all this dough, gotta have it You know all my niggas living lavish I'm a savage, getting all this money is a habit But I can't let a fake nigga have it Shawty bring a friend while you at it She was on the block tryna get a lil play I was on the corner tryna make another way Looking for a sign, I was stressing all the time Now I made a few bands Imma drip in Balmain I'm independent shawty I stay low key Pull up in foreigns baby with brand new seats Keep it a hunnid girl I know you like, I know you like what you see I been outside, I been waiting all day Money on my mind, was prayin for better days Knew I had to have it Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Put me on side, I was getting no play Now I'm getting dimes I treat em like spare change Ballin like a maverick Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Ain't coming down till we mad rich I just spent a rack on some fabric Back then I ain't even have shit Now I'm in a Benz watch me gas it Pull up with my roof missin Young muslim nigga but my shoes christian Money on my mind bitch I'm too different One phone call leave your dude missing I don't play no games I just count money watch me do my thing Girl I love your frame But fucking and loving me ain't the same thing Im with the gang, I can't never go and switch lanes I can't fuck with you Man you fucking with them lames I'm just sayin I'm still posted with the gang Thousand dollar frames make the world change I been outside, I been waiting all day Money on my mind, was prayin for better days Knew I had to have it Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Put me on side, I was getting no play Now I'm getting dimes I treat em like spare change Ballin like a maverick Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Dope dealer, hit em with the drilla Ya'll were chasing women, I was chasing that skrilla Name a nigga realer, my niggas all gorillas Raised in the village, now we living in the villas getting paid Paid in three different ways Light on my feet, I ain't tryna catch a case Pretty in the face, but the semi's on the waist Dont get it twisted lil nigga better behave ah ah A nigga been down till I'm dead Shooting at the opps cause they talkin to the feds Hydro, nitro, burn slow, fuego And if you talking greezy its a go, better know, Imma roll Wasn't long ago I was out on parole Lido motel man that story been told Used to think rap wouldn't feed me Had to keep going cause the rap game need me, believe me I been outside, I been waiting all day Money on my mind, was prayin for better days Knew I had to have it Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich Put me on side, I was getting no play Now I'm getting dimes I treat em like spare change Ballin like a maverick Swear to God my niggas ain't coming down till we mad rich
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