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Trust Fund (Clean) - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Rich The Kid
Lyrics by：Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Composed by：Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Could have bought a house but I bought a Jesus piece
Could have thought they were the feds how they stalkin' me
Could have put her in Chanel she from overseas
Could have bought a Plain Jane but her wrist freeze
Pocket full of Maserati full of swiss cheese
Could have pulled up on a Jet but did the Jet Skis
X pills triple stacked like Wendy's
Walkin' round with the 9 like I'm Drew Brees
Shootin' those boys takin' Mickey D's
Tunechi in the lamb truck I'm in the Bentley B
You was tryna' get a deal I told him Sign to me
All my n***as Rich Forever how it gotta be
Wait all you n***as b***h forever you can't lie to me
Better go and get your Reverend let the choir sing
Goin' hard like a wedding on a Diamond ring
AR keep spinnin' like a slot machine
Now a n***a Rich Forever they gon' call me
They gon' call me
Coach put me in the game I've been balling
I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds till the morning
The morning
We was getting to them racks while they snoring
Snoring yeah
Tryna make a mill' that's easy
Bought a brand new Patek all water that's fiji
The n***as who hatin' they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich back then didn't believe me
B***h stop it's lonely at the top
I just heard my ears pop
A fiend for the guap like Pookie Chris Rock
F**k her for some Gucci socks
She gon' have to run the top for the flip flops
Yeah boy stop
Run up on the opp I just saw his heart drop
My b***hes on the base I feel like a shortstop
And I just caught a case I'ma still ball out
Till I ain't got no more fouls
Now a n***a Rich Forever they gon' call me
Coach put me in the game I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds till the morning
We was getting to them racks while they snoring
Tryna make a mill' that's easy
Bought a brand new Patek all water that's fiji
The n***as who hatin' they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich back then didn't believe me
I get the bag and go straight to the plug
And I buy his a*s out
And now it's a drought
F**k on my h*e tilI I tire her a*s out
My watch face drippin'
I had to ask it What you cryin' about
Flyin' her out
She get back home she be runnin' her mouth
Pick a Bugatti up put the Cullinan down
Tell your friends I'll fly every one of them down
Put 'em on a jet tell 'em meet me in the islands
Said she wanna f**k me and all of my diamonds
My shooter from the trenches got a chain yeah he shinin'
Let Gram drive the Bentley and he crashed on the mileage
I'm Rich like f**k it
If I gotta bring your friend then she f**kin'
I was broke that h*e left somethin'
Haters talkin' 'bout a whole lot of nothin'
Now a n***a Rich Forever they gon' call me
They gon' call me
Coach put me in the game I've been balling
I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds till the morning
The morning
We was getting to them racks while they snoring
Snoring yeah
Tryna make a mill' that's easy
Bought a brand new Patek all water that's fiji
The n***as who hatin' they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich back then didn't believe me
B***h stop it's lonely at the top
I just felt my ears pop
A friend for the guap like Pookie Chris Rock
F**k her for some Gucci socks
She gon' have to run the top for the flip flops
Yeah boy stop
Pull up on the jet jet skis or yacht
Broke b***hes that's a pet peeve call blocked
Pockets like they got hickeys all knots
We just go to war no keys warlock
Ran up on the opp saw that boy heart drop
B***hes on the base I feel like a shortstop
I just caught a case but I still ball out
Till I ain't got no more fouls
Trust Fund
