Lyrics R.N.G.$. - Nolan the Ninja

R.N.G.$.

Hahahaha, hahahaha
Stay with the brush, nigga
On-deck (on-deck)
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram, shit
My whole tribe like Freaky Tah in the '9−5
We live, passing the swishers like a lob
Well connected with the brethren, if shit get hectic
I went from basement recordings to pressing records, nigga
On my Too Short shit, I’m in the trunk
Bet my shit is bumping, making money while I’m sleeping, nigga
BMI publishing checks off a feature, nigga
Paid my dues, now I’m paid in full
Dare a herb to try to play me for a fool, I’m making moves
Ghetto nigga, paved a way, ain’t no silver spoons
My shit was tarnished but I made it through, who knew
I would grow into a potential to see a mill
All my money is legal as if I’m with Amil
Independent, ain’t no major deals
Seeing most of the percentage on the sales, my name ring bells
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram, yo
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram, yo
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram, yo
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram, yo
Real niggas get money, bitch niggas scram
Ayo, shit, posted with Juan watching Wildstyle
Swisher followed by the black & mild
The cycle of kings, revenue flowing, you know I’m focused
Like Stephen Curry was open, know it’s going down
Before I make a move, I do a sketch
Covered in vintage wear I bought from Etsy
Some Coney Island with a side of Pepsi
At Lafayette, at the table, I’m on my Joseph Pesci, ain’t nobody next to me
Live shit
Scud One, holla at your motherfucking mans
Denmark, fooling hard, nigga
Ah
Light that shit up