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RICH LIKE THI$
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Kijan Boone
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Holy Spirit speak through me
Ay, ay, ay
Money can't make you rich, like this
Money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich like this
I can't be where freedom not
I can't be where Jesus not
White G-Wagon just gon' rot
Only peace gon' leave the lot
He cash in, He cash out
He walk in, room packed out
Here's my robe white it out
Hell is hot, ice me out, let's go
My God can flex, he my Rich Homie, hey
He throw back that sickness, just like Dr. J
Keep your pretty penny
This cross the harder way
Just a white boy with some rhythm
Feel like Rocky, ay
He pullin' up in the stallion spot
Humble and lowly but came from the top
Died for the lonely from trailer to block
Armor was on me, I think I forgot
OCD diagnosed but He letting me chop
With the sword of the spirit
I'm airin' it out on the top of the car
At the Cookout, just look out
If He on the clouds it don't mean that we stop let's go
Ay, ay
Money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich like this
I can't be where freedom not
I can't be where Jesus not
White G-Wagon just gon' rot
Only peace gon' leave the light
He cash in, he cash out
He walk in, room packed out
Here's my robe white it out
Hell is hot, ice me out
We finna swerve with the windows down
Got the gospel in me, I'ma say it loud
I used to pop it when I was in sin
Now I'm walkin' with G, got my flesh laid out
With every inch of my body, I'm servin' the Lord
I remember just servin' an ounce
Mama, she told me I wasn't finna' end up
Nowhere except for the jail or the ground
Ugh, okay
Used to really feel like I was locked out of heaven
Always wanted to be first but I
Didn't even know that the blessing came when I was second
Had to be humble
Really had to get my mind right
Really had to get my eyes right
I had to look at the signs right
Cause Lord knows that
I can't be where freedom not
I can't be where Jesus not
All white the G-Wagon straight from the spot
Imma pull up with peace when I come out the lot
He cash in, he cash out
He walk in, room packed out
Here's my robe white it out
Hell is hot, ice me out
Ayy, ayy
Money can't make you rich, like this
Ooh, money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich, like this, like this
Money can't make you rich, like this
They like
Go this way, go this way
Go this way, go that way
Chains gon' break or there you stay
All I know is all the way
Go to Jesus
Go His way
Go his way, go His way, only Way
Chain gon' break or there you stay
All I know is all the way
Rich man
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