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Illustratedmadeit - Rich or Real Lyrics



Illustratedmadeit - Rich or Real Lyrics




Way to exquisite im living my life post the pandemic I know the price, go head and send it
Im pullin up nice my windows is tented
I see ya ice i know that ya rented
You seeing my life i live it exquisite
Every ounce of my effort im destined to give it
Aint gone let no f*ck nigga shake me off my pivot
I know its my time and im destined to get it
Im way to committed,
Weighing up bells and im right near the scale
Just up the road hope you wishing me well
Out on the road im completing a sell
I caught a play out in Texas them numbers was big as a whale
Driving off focus i might go back cop me a Lotus and give all the f*ck niggas hell I live a story that no one could tell
The hustle prevail
Take a seat off the interstate daily i made me a living right off of the scale
Had the fear i was goin through hell
I cant trust in them niggas they tell
Im expanding da hustle consistency thought i would fail but i went and excelled At the car when i ride through the city I look out the window remembering times On the come up just tryna get something up off of the ground before i loose my mind
At the corner store up ima spend me a buck ima roll me a blunt of the pine
See the same niggas still on the corner while im in the whip sittin fresh in design The hustle forever this money forever im focused on making it mine
Had to pick up the pace just to stay in the race but now they see we back on the grind
Had to bump a few heads with a few of my slimes but the iron finna sharpen the iron
Everything that i done ima pass to my soon its the future that i was inspiring Feel in love wit my glock in the field
And my diamonds they wet as a Seal
And i know that these niggas aint real
And my shotters they shooting to kill

I be running up racks for the thrill Counting its something to feel
And the feeling get farther from real
Told my self i aint signing no deal
Tryna flip me a P to a mansion
Thinking bigger im thinking Expansion Michal Jackson my diamonds be dancing Check the numbers i see they enhancing In my peripheral i see em glancing
I see they watchin me just like i hawk See all this luxury shit that i bought Kno that im selling but aint gettin.....
Im tryna hustle a P to a mill
Im tryna count it and see how it feel
Im tryna rub it all over my skin
I gotta float wit the Porsche in the hills Ima be out in the street wit conceals Diamonds so cold it a give you the chills Heart is so cold it aint nothing to feel
I rather be rich and they rather be real
Im tryna hustle a P to a mill
Im tryna count it and see how it feel
Im tryna rub it all over my skin
I gotta float wit the Porsche in the hills Ima be out in the street wit conceals Diamonds so cold it a give you the chills Heart is so cold it aint nothing to feel
I rather be rich and they rather be real
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Way to exquisite im living my life post the pandemic I know the price, go head and send it
Im pullin up nice my windows is tented
I see ya ice i know that ya rented
You seeing my life i live it exquisite
Every ounce of my effort im destined to give it
Aint gone let no f*ck nigga shake me off my pivot
I know its my time and im destined to get it
Im way to committed,
Weighing up bells and im right near the scale
Just up the road hope you wishing me well
Out on the road im completing a sell
I caught a play out in Texas them numbers was big as a whale
Driving off focus i might go back cop me a Lotus and give all the f*ck niggas hell I live a story that no one could tell
The hustle prevail
Take a seat off the interstate daily i made me a living right off of the scale
Had the fear i was goin through hell
I cant trust in them niggas they tell
Im expanding da hustle consistency thought i would fail but i went and excelled At the car when i ride through the city I look out the window remembering times On the come up just tryna get something up off of the ground before i loose my mind
At the corner store up ima spend me a buck ima roll me a blunt of the pine
See the same niggas still on the corner while im in the whip sittin fresh in design The hustle forever this money forever im focused on making it mine
Had to pick up the pace just to stay in the race but now they see we back on the grind
Had to bump a few heads with a few of my slimes but the iron finna sharpen the iron
Everything that i done ima pass to my soon its the future that i was inspiring Feel in love wit my glock in the field
And my diamonds they wet as a Seal
And i know that these niggas aint real
And my shotters they shooting to kill

I be running up racks for the thrill Counting its something to feel
And the feeling get farther from real
Told my self i aint signing no deal
Tryna flip me a P to a mansion
Thinking bigger im thinking Expansion Michal Jackson my diamonds be dancing Check the numbers i see they enhancing In my peripheral i see em glancing
I see they watchin me just like i hawk See all this luxury shit that i bought Kno that im selling but aint gettin.....
Im tryna hustle a P to a mill
Im tryna count it and see how it feel
Im tryna rub it all over my skin
I gotta float wit the Porsche in the hills Ima be out in the street wit conceals Diamonds so cold it a give you the chills Heart is so cold it aint nothing to feel
I rather be rich and they rather be real
Im tryna hustle a P to a mill
Im tryna count it and see how it feel
Im tryna rub it all over my skin
I gotta float wit the Porsche in the hills Ima be out in the street wit conceals Diamonds so cold it a give you the chills Heart is so cold it aint nothing to feel
I rather be rich and they rather be real
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Writer: ALGIE COLEMAN
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Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: ALGIE COLEMAN

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