Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Finally Rich , by - Nines. Song from the album One Foot In, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Finally Rich |
| All them dead weekends, friday nights in the trap |
| Stacking for a new life, I can’t rely on this rap |
| Told my niggas save their P but they just wanna floss |
| I’ve always been a good yute they wanna label me a boss |
| Trust me cah I had them pagans lookin soft |
| I’m goin crazy for the loss |
| Maybe they can save me in the mosque |
| Cause if I pull up in that seven seater, that’s your life done |
| Free my nigga Fundz man he deserves a nice run |
| All them old niggas hogging the game |
| I ain’t them niggas if I get robbed for my chain |
| Niggas be dropping like rain |
| Need my worker, couple boxes then hop on a plane |
| Made a few mistakes so I would have been rich already |
| See my niggas hit the belly never give me a penny |
| It’s cool though, cah now we pull up in them fly beamers |
| Buy nina’s and press it like the dry cleaners |
| I had a dream about the future last night |
| Good thing I had my eyes closed |
| (Why's that?) |
| Cah the future looked bright |
| Hope you’re strapped up, cah my niggas bout to take flight |
| (Real Life) |
| U see the chains bright like a breaklight |
| It’s Nina wid da Nina better get the name right |
| Hittin 3 bitches in the same night |
| Remember when my nigga had the rucksack, doing pedalbike shifts on the strip |
| Look now, my nigga’s finally rich |
| That nigga Nines needs to blow, he’s so ill |
| I know the real Birdman I don’t need no deal |
| It’s hard to creep in these Harlesden streets |
| And if the stars could speak, they’d vouch for me that I barks my heat |
| At times my nigga Big Keyz drove me nuts |
| But part ways like Jay and Dame, that won’t be us |
| Took some losses, tell them yutes that I’m on again |
| Last year I was buying bricks but I wanted 10 |
| This year I ordered 20 bricks but I need 80 |
| Like my nigga Shoogz I’m a weed baby |
| Every 2 weeks I change my phones |
| Everybody’s tryna be the man It’s like I’m in a Game of Thrones |
| All them punchlines and you ain’t landed one |
| So much kicks you would think that I was Daniel San |
| You think I’m rich all this gold on my neck |
| And I ain’t got time to rave cause I owe the connect |
| I had a dream about the future last night |
| Good thing I had my eyes closed |
| (Why's that?) |
| Cah the future looked bright |
| Hope you’re strapped up, cah my niggas bout to take flight |
| (Real Life) |
| U see the chains bright like a breaklight |
| It’s Nina wid da Nina better get the name right |
| Hittin 3 bitches in the same night |
| Remember when my nigga had a rucksack, doing pedalbike shifts on the strip |
| Look now, my nigga’s finally rich |