LYRIC

Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Well I'm rich and famous
If you don't, you're nameless

[Verse 1: chevy woods] 84, that's 3 in the pot
These niggas jealous, I'm something they not
It's all good, shit, I expected that
Shit happen since we lifted off where we left at
Yea it's cool to you
But it's what we deserve
Dope you nigga got some nerve
That's drug talk, '88 volvo
Gold?, rest in peace, macho
Shit, where I'm from, even kids know the call
With some ice, just to cool it off
I was working up on that corner like I had a job
Up in the corner serving, I ain't have a prob
I'm still feel like I'm sleeping
With all of this happening, am I dreaming?
But, shit, I'm high and I'm wide awake
And I what I want I can afford, ain't that an escape?

[Hook:] [Verse 2: wiz khalifa] Talking raw papers and long leather
Nigga my drawer filled with cortour textures
Killing these niggas Bring more stretchers
Amazed by my new maison margiela
With my team, we at the car dealer
Smoking big green, I'm talking godzilla
You're talking money, then you sound familiar
The suite wasn't big enough so me, I bought the villa
? I got the I'll one
The tree wasn't enough, good thing I brought some killa
Bitch I'm a king, and all my team is loyal niggas
My wife's a queen with diamond rings and fortune chillins
And I was raised with niggas? Inentions
Lot of young niggas getting made, but I'm the realest
Give a fuck about if a nigga hatin'
My dollar accumulation my only motivation

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