The Richest by JahDae Lyrics
[Chorus] : I'm the hottest rapper in the hood when I spit I start a fire
These niggas signing to police just to sing like Mariah ( Carey)
I love black women most of all I promise I'm not bias
My niggas are steppers send your addy and well come and find ya
I've been running to this paper like Usain bolt
These niggas happy broke we do not have the same goals
Whatchu know about Christmas and we ain't get not presents now they gotta pay to see or even touch me like a iPhone
[Verse] : Stop all that flеxing on the gram when you know you're a runnеr
Trying to dodge the cell id rather rot in hell than face you're honor
No sex offender but I'm out here creeping on a come up
Im finna be the richest in my city on my mama
Grew up without an ac I ain't shit without my fans I ain't dej loaf don't try your luck cause ill get on your ass
Praying for a brighter future trying to forget about the past
Everywhere I go I glow now groupie bitches wanna hang
And I ain't playing unless were talking about for keeps cruising down the boulevard smoking on gas in front police
Opps in their feelings they can't stand me I ain't offer them a seat unless I'm counting money in their face they ain't allowed to leave
I got some bad ways, i got some family members up the road still fighting cases i just wanna see their faces
Gotta make sure all my niggas straighter than the letter h
She's gotta ride till the wheels fall off or go her separate ways
I still look better than you niggas on my worst days
Imma need me some more cake like its my birthday when it comes to talent yall are behind and I'm in first place
These niggas signing to police just to sing like Mariah ( Carey)
I love black women most of all I promise I'm not bias
My niggas are steppers send your addy and well come and find ya
I've been running to this paper like Usain bolt
These niggas happy broke we do not have the same goals
Whatchu know about Christmas and we ain't get not presents now they gotta pay to see or even touch me like a iPhone
[Verse] : Stop all that flеxing on the gram when you know you're a runnеr
Trying to dodge the cell id rather rot in hell than face you're honor
No sex offender but I'm out here creeping on a come up
Im finna be the richest in my city on my mama
Grew up without an ac I ain't shit without my fans I ain't dej loaf don't try your luck cause ill get on your ass
Praying for a brighter future trying to forget about the past
Everywhere I go I glow now groupie bitches wanna hang
And I ain't playing unless were talking about for keeps cruising down the boulevard smoking on gas in front police
Opps in their feelings they can't stand me I ain't offer them a seat unless I'm counting money in their face they ain't allowed to leave
I got some bad ways, i got some family members up the road still fighting cases i just wanna see their faces
Gotta make sure all my niggas straighter than the letter h
She's gotta ride till the wheels fall off or go her separate ways
I still look better than you niggas on my worst days
Imma need me some more cake like its my birthday when it comes to talent yall are behind and I'm in first place