Lyrics Tryin Get Rich - Towkio

Tryin Get Rich

I woke up feeling like 50\nImma get rich\nImma die trying\nTowkio!\nWe might as well give this shit away for free man\nCS3!\nHave that bitch on deck\nU ain’t got it they come sliding you gone wish u did\nI pop a xan open my eyes and wake up in Madrid\nI drop a six pack on my dawg ain’t talkin no Can beers\nI’m quick to pick up a bag I feel like a concierge\nTell em look no further baby\nI’m really him turn a rack to a hundred thou to a hundred ms\nPlay w my bread bullets flyin they dance lik lil Kim\nI’m goin crazy your honor I plead insanity\nGet out ain’t shit changed still close to the Roc as Emory\nYea I’m invested for profits I’m coppin NFTs\nWe hit the club get it jumpin jus like it’s wrestlmania\nIt rain like Wayne n the Terror\nW my brothers lik Wayan’s mobbin lik good fellas with my members\nShake up was by my side in them trenches u no they really hate\nThey doubted betted against us that we be milllonaires\nThey wishin death upon me yea I no it’s many men\nLike I’m 50 cent gone die tryin get rich\nI took the risk they didn’t\nI’ll die bout mine I’m serious I’ll die bout mine I’m serious\nI die bout mine I’m serious one thing about me. I won’t quit\nIn the studio till 5 AM. I’m trying to see how high get.\nI don’t fear nothing boy I’m taxing like the IRS\nWhat I want. I manifest I pop up on that private jet.\nIt’s gonna hurt their feelings, but low-key gone still be proud I did\nThis for all the shorties\nHope their dreams go and get them out the trenches, but it ain’t no promises\nSo I’m still Trappin, duckin police, 100 Oz’s, jocking X, I got some shrooms,\na cup of codeine\nI remember mama told me family eats we breaking bread\nJust to keep them fed and get those pounds of Jenny Craig\nAll this paper round me feel like a Librarian\nAn if I die a legend in the Chi I’m something like Bernie Mac\nTo all the guys that went and crossed the line. Call em learnt lesson\nFind me in the middle of chi like I’m Urlacher\nBaby I be getting high, high as bird feathers\nTake it further than ever leave earth interstellar\nI’m a real gang member send her zelle her day better\nChange weather hit the beach in Spain. DJ play reggaeton\nBack to Chi assemble with the guys like Megatron\nLook the judge in the eyes. Pray to God sent him home\nIf I die come back, Nip said it’s a marathon it keep going\nOn stage getting spiritual they be lik preach bro\nAnd they get that message what they gonna remember me for\nConnected overseas they get to screaming like the Beatles\nWhen I hit the booth and then my heart it start bleeding\nGet to leaking like a horror film might make you go vegan\nYou believe that you’re the greatest you don’t say you got to show\nIt wake up every morning to the mirror show me my opponent\nMany men like I’m 50 Cent going die tryin\nRich going die tryin Rich, shaggy and Rich\nI took the rest they didn’t\nI die by man I’m serious\nI die by man I’m serious bye-bye\nMano sis many men wish death upon me blood in my eyes\nSiri I can’t sleep at all\nIf you want to try to stop me you’re gonna need a army\nOn my kids. No I’m gonna die Rich.