Come From Philthy Rich (Ft. OMB Peezy)
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[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it
These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Look, attention like money, everybody want some
Pick up on the backend, no lump sum
Really come from the slums, you wouldn't know about it
Six people, two bedrooms, yeah you know it's crowded
Used to buy plug and rerock to double up
Ten thou a show but next month I'ma double up
Mobile Alabama up to Seminary
Only option was the slammer or the cemetary
Five year felon, can't take the charge back
My bitch hit for fifty thou, no charge back
My son turned twelve, the other one fourteen
Kicked the cup months ago, ain't had no lean
[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it
These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it
These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Look, attention like money, everybody want some
Pick up on the backend, no lump sum
Really come from the slums, you wouldn't know about it
Six people, two bedrooms, yeah you know it's crowded
Used to buy plug and rerock to double up
Ten thou a show but next month I'ma double up
Mobile Alabama up to Seminary
Only option was the slammer or the cemetary
Five year felon, can't take the charge back
My bitch hit for fifty thou, no charge back
My son turned twelve, the other one fourteen
Kicked the cup months ago, ain't had no lean
[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Life a lesson, you gon' fail it, you gon' learn from it
These streets, yeah that's my life and I can't run from it
He can rap about the streets but he ain't come from it
He can rap about murder but he ain't burn nothin'
I can't talk, say I'm losin' my mind
Cut her off, she was wasting my time
Stay with a rod, they wanna take my shine
They hatin' hard 'cause I'm in my prime
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