Rich In the North Get2gether (Ft. Yurms)

Yeah, hmm
Yeah, hmm
Yeah, hmm hmm
Yeah

You say that you're with it, but my heart ain't sure 'bout that
Too many snakes hidin' in the grass
Can't trust nobody, 2020 'bout the cash
Hit the gas, then I dash
Imma just do my thing
I cannot fuck with these lames, nah
Too many shit reasons from them
Why they ain't bought they mom a new crib, nah
Why they strugglin' to pay for they kid
Same age as they kid, I'm a jit
But I'm up gettin' payed to make hits
On the come up but soon I'll be rich, yeah

Crazy how people go switch
Used to call him my brudda and shit
This year I'm outta this bitch
Makin' my own rules to this shit
V-city get ready, I'm here
City had some talent last year
But nothin' like me man I swear
Different breed, I ain't shed no tear
I ain't get what I want last year
See the haters, I'm well aware
Plottin' on me, prayin' I fail
So I got shit to prove out here
Young as fuck but I'm feelin' old
Too many drinks, too many blunts I smoked
Throw me in the dirt, Imma blossom
Brodi carry 223's, don't cross him
Do not cross my bro when he look at you
Bitch don't spill your drink on my swooshed up shoes
2020 got a lot to prove, I ain't goin' lose
Finna go and run this cash up like I turned to Jew