Hotboii – Rich How I’m Dyin Lyrics

(Ayy, Heavy, turn that beat up, though)
(MK, get that shit up, then)

I’m foreign whip ridin’, I fuck on the finest
I was born broke, now it’s rich how I’m dyin’
I came from below, now my limits the sky
They know I was him, need no bitch to remind me

I’m foreign whip ridin’, I fuck on the finest
I was born broke, now it’s rich how I’m dyin’
I came from below, now my limits the sky
They know I was him, need no bitch to remind me

N****, if you ever see your dreams, go catch them
Still won’t chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her
I remember sleepin’ in the car, no house
Then got a house sleepin’ on the floor, no mattress
You can’t even imagine, I ran it up the fastest
To the fact that we used to be poor, it don’t matter
In the PJ’s when it rain, it pour, no channels
No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners

New friends, no never
They want in I won’t let them
‘Cause the feds on my trail, I’m in the field with no hammer
Know the rats, they gon’ tattle
The snakes, they gon’ rattle
The fake, they gon’ bash you the most
And so, when you get that lil’ revenue
It can dismantle you, in ways you never knew, yeah
I gave n***** hands, they could never get up
These n***** move backwards, they tellin’ in the front
Heard he got a thing for them girls with a butt
Let that hoe pick his brain, then we turn him to runts
Roll that boy up on stage, it’s three-five in the blunt
Now my check come sporadic, any time of the month
And you know a rat, they gon’ rat on them, son
The snake and I’m sure they gon’ rat on us, son
And you know a rat, they gon’ rat on them, son
The snake and I’m sure they gon’ rat on us, son

I’m livin’ my life, who’s to say I’m livin’ wrong?
I don’t even know why these n***** on my flow
I know that it’s fire, like I rapped in the stove
They know when it’s hot, every rap hit your soul
Like a shirt, turn a opp to a merch, this a stick shift, clip
I can flip it in reverse
Tryna say it’s my prime, but I know my worth
Only fuck on the finest, I’m foregin whip swervin’

I’m foreign whip ridin’, I fuck on the finest
I was born broke, now it’s rich how I’m dyin’
I came from below, now my limits the sky
They know I was him, need no bitch to remind me

I’m foreign whip ridin’, I fuck on the finest
I was born broke, now it’s rich how I’m dyin’
I came from below, now my limits the sky
They know I was him, need no bitch to remind me

N****, if you ever see your dreams, go catch them
Still won’t chase the girl of my dreams and I can catch her
I remember sleepin’ in the car, no house
Then got a house sleepin’ on the floor, no mattress
You can’t even imagine, I ran it up the fastest
To the fact that we used to be poor, it don’t matter
In the PJ’s when it rain, it pour, no channel
No Santa, had to get it out the mud with no manners
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