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Rich makin' poor decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor

Rich makin' poor decisions
All my little homies up in
let you know just how I'm livin'

I can tell you' the Mach Five
I can show you what them buy
I can tell you my block ties
I can you to the far side
Poor makin' plagued you niggas' lives
You sellin' crack up on momma porch
While she goin' through her new divorce
He has a as he raise his voice
When he really to raise his boys
Young with so much talent
thugs havin' no balance
Young havin' no fathers
Young niggas catchin' charges
Growin' up she say she alone
Now she strippin' for pot of gold
Another fish in the
They say her mother never played her
I heard her mother always on the
Her mother always wearin'
Where I'm from I that's how it goes

Rich niggas makin' poor
niggas makin' poor decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions

Rich niggas makin' decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions
All my homies up in prison
Lupe gotta 'em how you livin'

The Beloved says
Grown man bars is somethin' you deal with
Whole cards but nothin' that you can build with
That like bullshit from out a bull mouth
Even the is a full house
Simple shelter keep you out the
If you hold it together, we'll never fold
Why you lettin' the devil you out your soul
You believe in God then at least believe in odds
This house of our is just a of cards
Just without the yards, and adjacent parks
We was born black but shit'll make you dark
with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club just to find a love, my regards
Cause when P-O-V is poverty
It's like D-O-C a lottery, D-O-C be lock and key
D-O-P-E bob and weave
And the boxer boxin'
Up out them like it was Rocky 3
Caught up in the now
Look at how we came out like olly olly oxen
That ain't why watchin' me, yeah, yeah
Poor decider like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles
of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables
Now early 30s, my blood pressure's
Medical, yeah I'm tellin' you
Coveting cars over
influence your shootin' sprees
Turn around and publish bars like it got shit to do with me
Easy to so ruthlessly
Rich

Rich niggas poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor

Can't tell you 'bout H dude
But I'll tell you 'bout this dude
And I'll show you they raise a tool
I have a nigga late for the labels or the shoes
I'm an era where gold trinkets could buy attention
And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a emblem
Label whores that'll fuck a and suck a store
Lust apparel, who of Rolls, but can't Accord
Or afford, a Dodge, or a
Where she end up on your knob cause she has never adored
Lord help us, my generation to an end
Cause we all selfish, but shallow, how we gon' swim?
I mean really why I pretend?
Walk a day up in my tennis; my is possessed
I'm my set, no matter who posin' against
Once I got hot, they only good option to

Aye I'mma flip the mission
How 'bout poor makin' rich decisions?
Poor niggas makin' decisions
That right there is more efficient
I think that might be a better
Poor niggas makin' decisions
afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em
That's a nigga making rich decisions
jewelry but you know you're vision
Yeah!
On a
Yeah!
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