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Rich Homie Quan
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I told my girl and my mom that money won't let that pain get to me
Can't sell my soul I try not to overdose from that pain medicine
Try not to be vulnerable when I won't
Let my guard down and I can't let them in
Never sell your soul Quan
Everybody want the old Quan but I'm
Tryna be a better me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tryna keep my mind on that money tryna keep my head straight up
Momma told me don't leave that house without that bed made up
Gotta keep my lawyer on retainer in case them feds take us
We just gotta make that money can't let that bread make us
Do this shit for gang, gang
Put a bullet in a nigga chest [?] chain hang
I'mma boss I can make time for what I want I can arrange things
I saw a cloudy sky then I looked up that when the rain came
Then I told the bitch can't be [?]
Forty for these little plains, yeah, young nigga blow your brain quick
[?] had a shot by family [?] we used to pull up on bankhead
The middle of my chest where the pain at, I told myself keep it a buck
I need to talk to somebody that I can trust
I told my girl and my mom that money won't let that pain get to me
Can't sell my soul I try not to overdose from that pain medicine
Try not to be vulnerable when I won't
Let my guard down and I can't let them in
Never sell your soul Quan
Everybody want the old Quan but I'm
Tryna be a better me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Slowing down on road block, harder than a [?]
Never been a fuck nigga, I ain't sparing no opp
Haters talking so what, dust it off my shoulders
Left the jewelry stole the solitaries in my ears look like boulders
I was tryna go up, pocket rocket load up
She was tryna suck it soon as I met her I don't even know her
12 tryna [?] her, shorty stayed down for a young nigga
I was locked up at 19 but shorty stuck around for a young nigga
They sleeping on me they snoring
If I don't fuck without them drugs shit'd be boring
I bust a quickie on her last night then tell her good morning
I can't leave that out 'cause that's gon' add more to my story
And it hurt my heart when I ain't make that Forbes list
I told my girl and my mom that money won't let that pain get to me
Can't sell my soul I try not to overdose from that pain medicine
Try not to be vulnerable when I won't
Let my guard down and I can't let them in
Never sell your soul Quan
Everybody want the old Quan but I'm
Tryna be a better me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everybody want the old Quan
Everybody want the old Quan but I'm tryna be a better me
Everybody want the old Quan
Everybody want the old Quan but I'm tryna be a better me (yeah, yeah, yeah)