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Richmond Highway
04:10
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chatter
David get cheddar
Pockets just keep fatter and fatter
Niggas get madder
it don’t even matter
I’m working the magic
Like Abracadabra
I never had friends
but my family matters
I roll in a Benz
When I’m out in navada
These Niggas know me
I been killing for decades
Way Back when I was serving
the mota With Esses
Now all the women
they calling me jefe
The Money so tall
that they call it Dikembe
With African roots
So they hate and they envy
rappers ain’t real
They just milli vanilli
I make it look easy like popping a willie
You need you a co-sign
And I need me a milli
I need me a billy, But I ain’t a Clinton
This Richmond highway
So you know that we winning
We Going in history
as one of the illest
I know that you feel this
The brother who made it
The nigga the one
When he came in the matrix
Im stunting on people
Just ones that hated
I’m rolling a blunt
so i stay medicated
I’m rolling a blunt
so i stay medicated
They get in they feelings
Just over some business
When me and my niggas
could’ve probably made millions
Started off out as hero to niggas
But live long enough to becoming the villain
That young man came from gum springs
But the money I made
Im a leave for my children
They get paid off words that I write
never think about having pick up a mic
do it online and in real life
This shit just a real rap heist
I’m trying to find my sunshine
Because life can be so damn dark, yea
I know they think it’s easy
But I done worked so damn hard yea
And yea I did it my way
I know you never thought I’d go far, yea
Because I come from Richmond highway
Where life can be damn hard, yea
life can be damn hard, yea
life can be damn hard, yea
Sold me some records
And got me some pay
Niggas just mad
They just got in the way
Never seen talent
Just oozing from niggas
I come around bitches
They choosing a nigga
Man, Life was so hard
Way on back in the day
But now I got money
Like I live in a bank
And it’s all about rank
100k on a chain
And I’m smoking that dank
any time, Any day
And I’m from the highway
I was raised in the springs
went to slangs these raps
From slinging those things
Popping the trunk
Come back and dump
I done seen a lot of
young niggas Get slumped
Never liked the police, Yea
Young niggas run the streets, Yea
only one thing that we learned
Better have to heat, Yea
Fuck’em we ball
I don’t recall
Any of y’all niggas on my level
Fuck’em we paid
Everyday
Throwing house parties
Like kid and play
Thinking about days on the highway
Where ain’t nobody see it my way
I was ducking the opps
And running the blocks
And some my niggas was
Serving the rocks
Praying that we never get caught by the cops
These Niggas on 4-1 be capping a lot
I’m the only nigga who got rich from the block
All y’all niggas is still broke On block
This ain’t no shot
This is a fact
paid me with hate
And I’m paying it back
I’m Making a stack
And go bet on the wizards
Y’all rappers too fake
And you know I’m the realest
I’m trying to find my sunshine
Because life can be so damn dark, yea
I know they think it’s easy
But I done worked so damn hard yea
And yea I did it my way
I know you never thought I’d go far, yea
Because I come from Richmond highway
Where life can be damn hard, yea
life can be damn hard, yea
life can be damn hard, yea
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Beauty Marks
03:37
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Black Designer
02:53
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Keep It Real
02:42
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International
03:35
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7977
03:26
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Out Da City
03:42
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Beloved
03:54
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