First year being rich I'm 'bout to cop a house on Riverside Checkin' off my list I buy a boat, I put your crib inside Mental, need a fix I'm feeling broken since my nigga died Multiply my chips I'm losing count, it's hard to memorize Boost the economy Dollar for dollar, I gotta be Lit up my neck, hit the lottery Did it for Prodigy Wilding in Prada Oh while I be worth my mind and my prophecy Coppin' these properties Came with a bank and monopoly Just bought estate in the colony Bankin' a shot off the balcony Mob with the infantry Rich what I gotta be, nigga Movin' stories, and welcome to the cutting room The first time being rich Not the first time seeing shit Made a promise, I ain't going back to bein' broke First year being rich, now I'ma cop me a brick (Brick, brick, brick) Niggas hate the bricks Then they shittin' bricks Fuck the hit 'n' miss Niggas missing hits Illegitimate at hitting licks Gold neck full of hidden gems In the gym like I'm gettin' ripped My rhetoric, nigga let it drip A half a billion by thirty-six Top of the year? I was broke (cash out) Done been had lint in my pocket Now I'm plugged like a socket Bankrolls in my pocket Paypal was on zero, now I'm counting more zeros Bank account lookin' like Cheerios With a Mob like Robert De Niro Had to learn both grind and patience Took my moms on a trip to Jamaica I thought I wasn't gon' make it I was so impatient Stressed out, my head was aching Now my palms be itchin' Now these bitches trippin' Now my bank be drippin' Last year I was broke, I ain't goin' back to shit This my first year being rich This my first year being rich Niggas give me dap and these hoes gon' show me love I remember what it was, I remember what it was This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich Ooh, ooh, ooh She want to ride with the man She want to hop in the Lam, rock wit the band She wanna rock with the gang Ooh Pop a lil' band, ooh I got mo' bands than yo' man Started from pots and pans, to all of these fans, and all these hoes in my pants ooh, ooh I walk in that bih, I don't dance, ooh She drippin', lil bitch, she don't dance, ooh Holdin' my dick with no hands, ooh She coolin' me off with no fan, ooh Free my lil guy in the jail, ooh I keep a drug like a bean, ooh We robbin' these niggas no chance, ooh Then I take that to the floor, ooh I'm already rich, but I feel like I'm broke (uh) Nigga, you know If I go broke, I'ma cop me a O Yeah, buyin' my uncle a stove Whippin, ' whippin, ' whippin, ' real hard Teenage whippin' like he Betty Crocker She eat the dick up, she the headdie mobster With the strippers on me? Throw confetti dollars (that's right) When I touch a billion, that's when I'm rich Stackin' my money, you not with the shits Hundred on the Rolie and my mom got the crib They callin me Tookie, Ice blew it in the crib Put the Hammer in the Benz 'cause I'm too legit to quit Addy caught me chillin on the Audi with a bitch Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
First year being rich grab my stick hit a lick drive my whip smash yo bitch never switch if you snitch wind up in a ditch YEAH I GOT THIS SHIT ON LOCK NEVER COLD IM ALWAYS HOT IM ALL BUSINESS DURING THE WEEK BUT ON THE WEEKENDS I DONT STOP IN NEW YORK I MILLY ROCK BUT I NEVER HIDE IT IN MY SOCK CUZ WE NEVER GETTING CAUGHT TILL I DIE ITS FUCK THE OPS AYE Spitting quick, killing this I bossed up on my own dont give me shit You make mistakes and i make hits stay in my lane and never drift aye NEVER DRIFT MY RHYMES ARE SWIFT IF I SHOOT ITS GONNA SWISH IF I SHOOT I NEVER MISS I started from the bottom now im ballin Your time is up, my time is callin im on my climb im never fallin Im like Churchill and you’re like stalin
Fire as shit
First year being rich
I'm 'bout to cop a house on Riverside
Checkin' off my list
I buy a boat, I put your crib inside
Mental, need a fix
I'm feeling broken since my nigga died
Multiply my chips
I'm losing count, it's hard to memorize
Boost the economy
Dollar for dollar, I gotta be
Lit up my neck, hit the lottery
Did it for Prodigy
Wilding in Prada
Oh while I be worth my mind and my prophecy
Coppin' these properties
Came with a bank and monopoly
Just bought estate in the colony
Bankin' a shot off the balcony
Mob with the infantry
Rich what I gotta be, nigga
Movin' stories, and welcome to the cutting room
The first time being rich
Not the first time seeing shit
Made a promise, I ain't going back to bein' broke
First year being rich, now I'ma cop me a brick
(Brick, brick, brick)
Niggas hate the bricks
Then they shittin' bricks
Fuck the hit 'n' miss
Niggas missing hits
Illegitimate at hitting licks
Gold neck full of hidden gems
In the gym like I'm gettin' ripped
My rhetoric, nigga let it drip
A half a billion by thirty-six
Top of the year? I was broke (cash out)
Done been had lint in my pocket
Now I'm plugged like a socket
Bankrolls in my pocket
Paypal was on zero, now I'm counting more zeros
Bank account lookin' like Cheerios
With a Mob like Robert De Niro
Had to learn both grind and patience
Took my moms on a trip to Jamaica
I thought I wasn't gon' make it
I was so impatient
Stressed out, my head was aching
Now my palms be itchin'
Now these bitches trippin'
Now my bank be drippin'
Last year I was broke, I ain't goin' back to shit
This my first year being rich
This my first year being rich
Niggas give me dap and these hoes gon' show me love
I remember what it was, I remember what it was
This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich
This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich
This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich
This my first year being rich, this my first year being rich
Ooh, ooh, ooh
She want to ride with the man
She want to hop in the Lam, rock wit the band
She wanna rock with the gang
Ooh
Pop a lil' band, ooh
I got mo' bands than yo' man
Started from pots and pans, to all of these fans, and all these hoes in my pants ooh, ooh
I walk in that bih, I don't dance, ooh
She drippin', lil bitch, she don't dance, ooh
Holdin' my dick with no hands, ooh
She coolin' me off with no fan, ooh
Free my lil guy in the jail, ooh
I keep a drug like a bean, ooh
We robbin' these niggas no chance, ooh
Then I take that to the floor, ooh
I'm already rich, but I feel like I'm broke (uh)
Nigga, you know
If I go broke, I'ma cop me a O
Yeah, buyin' my uncle a stove
Whippin, ' whippin, ' whippin, ' real hard
Teenage whippin' like he Betty Crocker
She eat the dick up, she the headdie mobster
With the strippers on me? Throw confetti dollars (that's right)
When I touch a billion, that's when I'm rich
Stackin' my money, you not with the shits
Hundred on the Rolie and my mom got the crib
They callin me Tookie, Ice blew it in the crib
Put the Hammer in the Benz 'cause I'm too legit to quit
Addy caught me chillin on the Audi with a bitch
Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists
You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
First year being rich
grab my stick
hit a lick
drive my whip
smash yo bitch
never switch
if you snitch
wind up in a ditch
YEAH I GOT THIS SHIT ON LOCK
NEVER COLD IM ALWAYS HOT
IM ALL BUSINESS DURING THE WEEK
BUT ON THE WEEKENDS I DONT STOP
IN NEW YORK I MILLY ROCK
BUT I NEVER HIDE IT IN MY SOCK
CUZ WE NEVER GETTING CAUGHT
TILL I DIE ITS FUCK THE OPS AYE
Spitting quick, killing this
I bossed up on my own dont give me shit
You make mistakes and i make hits
stay in my lane and never drift aye
NEVER DRIFT MY RHYMES ARE SWIFT
IF I SHOOT ITS GONNA SWISH
IF I SHOOT I NEVER MISS
I started from the bottom now im ballin
Your time is up, my time is callin
im on my climb im never fallin
Im like Churchill and you’re like stalin
I’m getting goonies vibes. Trap version lol
Yooo🧠 I’ve heard this song and beat a million times and never thought of that
Exactly where that sample comes from lol