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Rich Chigga

Genres: Hip-Hop

Back At It Lyrics - Rich Chigga

Woah, Yeah, Uh, Ay 

 

Back on my bullshit man you can't believe it 

Who the fuck just said I should quit, they gon prolly take it back 

We make the people book it, see the zeros goin up 

And we just gettin started, why you always talkin shit 

Go look at your deposit, always got excuses 

But I never see the problem, why you never made it yet 

Talkin all that shit, but you never seem to back it up 

I don't blame you if I were you I would be mad as fuck 

Run it run it back, stop makin false accusations 

I didn't go international that's where I fuckin started 

Then I went local all of you fuckers start recognizing 

You too focused bout appearances and flexin for nobody 

God damn, every move I do is on the cam, if I say another word 

I might just end up on the gram, lookin at this years blueprint 

You know it's full of plans, yo career is goin slow no need to take another xan 

 

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I don't even know you please get the fuck up off me 

Know it's never personal I don't trust nobody 

I'm just gettin in the game no time for the nani 

I'mma do what I need please just let me do me 

I don't even know you please get the fuck up off me 

Know it's never personal I don't trust nobody 

I'm just gettin in the game no time for the nani 

I'mma do what I need please just let me do me 

 

H-H-Hotels got me sleepin well, every week a new touchdown like I'm Odell 

Now he's talkin bout his lifestyle, if you couldn't tell that it's all he fuckin talk about, man we can't relate 

Shit what can I say I don't look rich, I don't wear a golden chain, I don't drive a cool whip, this only way I can flex 

For your main bitch, I'm just sayin what I feel had it with the fake shit 

Can't forget about me cuz I'm always on the timeline 

I been learning bout the market got me on the limelight 

Never been speaker I just think of shit like Einstein 

Never make the wrong move I look at shit with hindsight 

Yea man, hold my glass, boutta take my shot she better catch 

Hit that ass got me reminiscing bout the past, you don't get the picture 

Always gotta take em with the flash, hip game on hourglass (shit) 

 

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I don't even know you please get the fuck up off me 

Know it's never personal I don't trust nobody 

I'm just gettin in the game no time for the nani 

I'mma do what I need please just let me do me 

I don't even know you please get the fuck up off me 

Know it's never personal I don't trust nobody 

I'm just gettin in the game no time for the nani 

I'mma do what I need please just let me do me 

 

Let me do me.... please just let me do me... 

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