I'm Rich, Biatch

December, 20 2015 • Written by RapConcept

It's always this same shit.
Twisted within my membrane, sick as I'm livid, wicked as, vivid grab you with 'a rigid jab to add to the issue. 
Stab you, tissue, scab, you withdrew. 
Who's with you? Nobody! 
Your soul, go lobby! 
When I'm 'ma hoe hobby this flow, robbery like "Whoa! 
Poverty, I hit the lottery, with 'a "I'm Rich, Biatch" Now go get my property..    

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RapConcept

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