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A2 On The Beat - Rich Thoughts Lyrics

Chorus 2X :

Thoughts of being rich gotta get it i got a feel
I need money i need more love dollar bills
Struggle to real might trap out of cotton fields
Remember days we was fucked up ain't have a meal

Verse 1 :

Young nigga that came out of the projects
Tryna see another day and more progress
School was real different we learned a lot of logics
Where im from they trap over a scholarship

This life we living im swearing that its a horror picture
My beef is to real i can't even go see my sisters
I need some more directions i need a bigger figure
RIP my dead homies we pouring more liquor

Another year in the Jects i smell a live wire
We living in hell with Trump its even more fire
Projects changed caught up by even more buyers
Tension my way im holding more pliers

Snakes wearing gucci but yo i see it in em
Pocket rocket in balmain or new denim
Ayo they plotting on you ya mans is snake venom
Ayo i miss my guys why they had to be the victim
Chorus 2X :

Thoughts of being rich gotta get it i got a feel
I need money i need more love dollar bills
Struggle to real might trap out of cotton fields
Remember days we was fucked up ain't have a meal


Verse 2 :

More money and murder yo shit up on the rise
The streets a struggle it really would leave You traumatized
OGs becoming all these victims of a homicide
Ya homies ain't ya homies ayo they ain't gone ride

Hoop dreams turned a young boy to a savage
Broken scholarships he's aiming at a basket
Broken promises another boy is shattered
He take his anger eh yo that shit is tragic

Balling for another day
To some crime pays
Get it how you get it
Show em you don't play
This money come in twos
So what you wanna do
Yo boy you live and learn
But yo don't be a fool
Palms itchin
Time ticken don't switch up
Fast money got em thinking what if i go broke

Love no limit
Yo getting caught is just another joke
But just take it in blood before they have to cope

Chorus 2X :

Thoughts of being rich gotta get it i got a feel
I need money i need more love dollar bills
Struggle to real might trap out of cotton fields
Remember days we was fucked up ain't have a meal