My feet still muddy I just made it out the bricks

I only ever wanted to be rich

Wayne gave us murder game Ray gave us bricks

But all I ever wanted was the chips

My feet still muddy I just made it out the bricks

I only ever wanted to be rich

Lenny gave us hoop dreams taught us not to sniff

So all I ever wanted was the chips

Tryna be a man I never seen

Example that I never had but somehow gotta lead

Pressure make it hard to breathe

Heard storiеs bout Rayful Edmond, hated for telling

Came homе to the reverend bet he learned his lesson

Murders done by Wayne Perry he a urban legend

Look at how they did Gary, know the devil present

Len Bias, coke he had to try it

Spirit misguided, ghosts is appetizing

My city they be wildin' loading the mac to squeeze

**** do you greezy like chicken and mac and cheese

That soul food, hit him his soul move as he wheeze

That’s old news in a week and he was only 17

For the fast money watch em turn crash dummies, still be mad bummy

All that shit be mad funny

I Know them jail cells get ugly like hell rell

Soon as **** catch hell, fold like a Nextel

My feet still muddy I just made it out the bricks

I only ever wanted to be rich

Wayne gave us murder game Ray gave us bricks

But all I ever wanted was the chips

My feet still muddy I just made it out the bricks

I only ever wanted to be rich

Lenny gave us hoop dreams taught us not to sniff

So all I ever wanted was the chips

All I ever wanted was a brick and a big ass gun

My last move got me four, I shouldn'ta did that one

You talkin' plans to get some pap?

Bitch I been had one

I understand you miss your man, but I ain't do that one

Opps bluffin on the gram, I'm like who gon' come?

You see this chopper in my hand? Shit, you might run

I probably never love a bitch, shit I don't like none

And for my Brodie in the sky? Shit, I light one

I'm havin million dollar nightmares, but this a light year

Took a trip to get some keys I ain't sightseeing

I lost some **** on the way so they ain't right here

I hit the booth, it's off the top, I ain't write here yeah

****, I'm talkin real right

Judge gave him elbow. He got a real life

Pull up in my trench I'll show you what that feel like

And Mo, don't ask me about your bitch you know this dog bite

I'm in the mall like, should I get that?

I said fuck it then I left and copped another pack

Auntie, say that drop so good she tryna run it back

And I ain't really tryin to talk just bring that money back

My feet still muddy I just made it out the bricks

I only ever wanted to be rich

Wayne gave us murder game Ray gave us bricks

But all I ever wanted was the chips

My feet still muddy I just made it out the bricks

I only ever wanted to be rich

Lenny gave us hoop dreams taught us not to sniff

So all I ever wanted was the chips