Richer Dreams

Richer Dreams - TM88/Pi'erre Bourne/Young Nudy

Lyrics by：Michael Fournier/Bryan Lamar Simmons/Cory Moon/Javier Mercado/Jordan Timothy Jenks/Quantavious Thomas

Composed by：Michael Fournier/Bryan Lamar Simmons/Cory Moon/Javier Mercado/Jordan Timothy Jenks/Quantavious Thomas

808 Mafia

Pi'erre Bourne：

Man I miss my guys this s**t getting ugly

Hey

Told my dawg We gon' be good my n***a trust me

Hey

When it's all said and done she still gon' suck me

Hey

Money fast now it come like it rush me hey

Yeah but I want a bigger bag want a bigger crib hey

Want a bigger chain hey want the sickest whip hey

Want some bigger s**t hey when I'm bigger b***h hey

We just n***a rich hey b***h I'm n***a rich

Pi'erre Bourne：

That n***a not cut like me can't get no bucks like me

That's why I don't chill with them n***as I rather get richer alone

Yeah I'ma home run hitter yeah I just be taking her home

And you is a phony n***a man you can't go back home

I be in the hood like every month these n***as more pressed than the Claremont's

My life a movie I'm Paramount but it's some s**t I don't share about

Tell me more s**t I don't care about I'm waiting on money what Pi'erre about

Can't be scared and stay in the house used to throw parties and air it out

Now I'm up for a Grammy now we got first not second down

Chase that town we gone throw it out money like hair how I grow it out

I was on for real b***h I'm four for real

My n***a don't lift no weight but he always holds the steel

My n***a done caught a case they trying to give him ten years

Shawty showed the future fast that past catches up for real

Introduce you to the bag and we gone touch a 'mil

You know why my pockets fat cause my bank like Uncle Phil

Pi'erre Bourne：

Man I miss my guys this s**t getting ugly

Hey

Told my dawg We gon' be good my n***a trust me

Hey

When it's all said and done she still gon' suck me

Hey

Money fast now it come like it rush me hey

Yeah but I want a bigger bag want a bigger crib hey

Want a bigger chain hey want the sickest whip hey

Want some bigger s**t hey when I'm bigger b***h hey

We just n***a rich hey b***h I'm n***a rich

Young Nudy：

Yeah EA monster

Big guns

Big guns

Big clips

Big clips

Better run

Better run

Sank ships

Sank ships

We kill s**t

We kill s**t

Like the Navy

The Navy

If you switched then yo p***y a*s Fugazi

You p***y

I got racks on me f**king yo' old lady

Oh yeah

She might come back to your n***a maybe

N***a maybe

I might send a shooter round yo' way maybe

Maybe

Hope these n***as ain't tough n***a don't try to play with me

Don't play with me

I'ma keep it on my side b***h it spray with me

Oh yeah

30 round a 100 round this on Glock 17

Yeah

I'm the same n***a came up out them apartments

Trenches

Pi'erre Bourne：

Man I miss my guys this s**t getting ugly

Hey

Told my dawg We gon' be good my n***a trust me

Hey

When it's all said and done she still gon' suck me

Hey

Money fast now it come like it rush me hey

Yeah but I want a bigger bag want a bigger crib hey

Want a bigger chain hey want the sickest whip hey

Want some bigger s**t hey when I'm bigger b***h hey

We just n***a rich hey b***h I'm n***a rich