mama call my phone she said son are happy
yeah I'm happy
I'm really happy
I'm on my new shit 
yeah I said I left my old  bitch
I'm working hard yeah
I need cash 
 they say I wan be rich
yeah you wan be rich
yeah you wan be rich
fuck fake friends
 they put me in a ditch
now they came back
cause they saw that I'm rich 
yeah I'm richer
they saw you wan be rich
 
(verse)
look   I wip in a tesla
used to fail 
but now I'm getting better
she said she love me
but I don't really feel her 
I love ice yeah it costs money and ect
finished a race I know I'm a winner
more money more problems and the bitch get bigger 
I don't fuck with no bitch
she  probably a digger
I know she might hurt me so I gotta leave her 
doing this shit cause it ain't new
getting racks but they really few
time passes money blew away
I started moving I didn't
 







Rich Me(prod sogimura)

Made the Racks

Priority

Uh uh uh uh,

Baby i will fuck Corina in a bus 
she want me but i don't want no hoes
what you mean i fucked Gyllenhaal
i fucked up cuz im on some dior.

uhu uh,
baby i will fuck you and tha boss
she want me but i don't want no hoe
what you mean i'm fuckin' alone
hope i don't die baby cuz i'm still young

uhu yeah
yeah i'm dying
prize usa say amy joule
Lorena

Uh uh uh uh,

Baby i will fuck Corina in a bus 
she want me but i don't want no hoes
what you mean i fucked Gyllenhaal
i fucked up cuz im on some dior.

Yeah baby tell me what you mean
i'm smokin' a lot and i don't give shit
baby fuck the ops
yeah
ops on pull up 
blood
baby what you mean
i have a pitbull
i can kill you
baby time bred
i'm killin' a vet

what you mean you wild hoe
wow what you mean 
baby what you mean

niggas ain't stupid noises on tha mic
but you learnin' g g
baby 
i will kill you madda fakka

Uh uh uh uh,

Baby i will fuck Corina in a bus 
she want me but i don't want no hoes
what you mean i fucked Gyllenhaal
i fucked up cuz im on some dior.

HellScream

6L0R1U5/LYRICS {Produced by: 50rk}

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Verse 1

Tryna get inside your mind
Entry fee 
Pay the price
Check the time
It’s not too late
Feeling safe 
Cos you home
Not too late
If you call my phone I’m on the road
Let your hair down
Sunrise till the sun down 
When you talk you show out 
Slow down
Let me tell you the truth
The way your lips move 
Got me singin and I’m 
Not in the booth
Sbwling your juice 
Not needing the lube
You’ll be late for class
With the way move your ass move
Say ditching school
So you wylin out
I’m acting the fool
And I brought the tools 
Lock the door your room
Clean it up no broom
Eat it up no spoon
Put on a sexy tune
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Till the month of June
Fuck it up 
Fuck it up 
Fuck it up

Hook
Tryna get you road 
But you don’t pick up your phone
With people but feel alone
But with you I’m in the zone

called up my road hoe
And told her I’m comin’ through at 8pm
I smoke 2 she smokes 2 
It’s for the moon
And we on the roof
Phones on flights
Minds outta sight

Credits
Artwork By: QPiiD
Executive Producer: QPiiD
Written By: QPiiD
Composed By: QPiiD
Arranged By: QPiiD
Mix Engineer: QPiiD
Master Engineer: QPiiD
Performed By: QPiiD

Road Hoes

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[Preview] QPiiD - Road Hoes

LYRICS

(Verse 1)


Words invoice what the soul will print

With this world full of some culprits its

Just the way you move, around solstices. 

Gotta fucked up pitch, 

Now I must present. 

Why I act such ways, 

And the answer is... 

I cant ever find faith 

With this massive dick. 

My egos on a wave, 

Young Jordy Smith. 

And Im eating everyday. 

But aint gaining shit. 


Ribs on display 

Need that payment.


(Chips)


Broke on delay. (andele)

But Im fixin



(It) 


No ones gunna play

If you beating kids. 

So I changed the way 

The way I made some friends. 

Acted fake 

Til I faked it in. 

Practice breaks. 

The way to break yo chin

At a faster pace. 

With that featherweight 

Build. 

Used to run away. 

Now im runnin hills




(Break)


Never could I 

Will I? 

Can I? 

Devils pushin. 

Eye for an eye. 

A slice american pie. 

Roll dice and see what ya find. 

You begging god give me time. 

No signals reachin that high. 

No price you can put on

My pride....

So I just 

So I just...


(Verse 2) 

Keep my peace 

Scattered in pieces. 

Suck my dick 

Thats what she said. 

Fucked up earth.  

Im gettin even. 

What is my worth? 

Im askin Steven. 


The best worst that can happen

Is Im someone off of rappin. 

Taking numb nuts 

Through the draft and 

Make an army out maggots. 

All them dead souls what Im after. 

Quan Chi head throne full of dragons. 

Got them demi gods kissin magic. 

For their family semi automatic.

Lyrics deadly, even to the masses. 

Gotta plague its reachin 

through the mask and

Oh no way Im ever selling 

Platinum?

Throw mo shade. 

Than clouds gettin active. 

Bitch. 



Written & Preformed By CsT

Mixed by Steven Tha Ghxst & CsT

6L0R1U5/LYRICS {Produced by: 50rk}

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