03 Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid - Trust Fund
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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 a nine 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—s Rich Forever, how it gotta be
Wait, all you n—s b— 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— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds 'til 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—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
B— stop
It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
F— 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—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
And I just caught a case, I'ma still ball out
'Til I ain't got no more fouls
Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds 'til 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—s 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—out and now it's a drought
F— on my h— 'til I tire her a— 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— 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—it
If I gotta bring your friend, then she f—
I was broke that h— left somethin'
Haters talkin' 'bout a whole lot of nothin' (Rich!)
Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds 'til 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—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
B— stop
It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
F— 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—s 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—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
I just caught a case, but I still ball out
'Til I ain't got no more fouls
Trust Fund
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 a nine 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—s Rich Forever, how it gotta be
Wait, all you n—s b— 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— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds 'til 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—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
B— stop
It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
F— 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—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
And I just caught a case, I'ma still ball out
'Til I ain't got no more fouls
Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds 'til 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—s 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—out and now it's a drought
F— on my h— 'til I tire her a— 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— 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—it
If I gotta bring your friend, then she f—
I was broke that h— left somethin'
Haters talkin' 'bout a whole lot of nothin' (Rich!)
Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
I was countin' up the hundreds 'til 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—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
B— stop
It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
F— 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—s 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—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
I just caught a case, but I still ball out
'Til I ain't got no more fouls
Trust Fund
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.04] Could have bought a house, but I bought a Jesus piece
[00:02.42] Could have thought they were the feds how they stalkin' me
[00:04.47] Could have put her in Chanel, she from overseas
[00:06.51] Could have bought a Plain Jane, but her wrist freeze
[00:08.63] Pocket full of Maserati, full of Swiss cheese
[00:10.32] Could have pulled up on a Jet, but did the Jet Skis
[00:12.63] X pills triple stacked like Wendy's
[00:14.61] Walkin' round with a nine like I'm Drew Brees
[00:16.94] Shootin' those boys, takin' Mickey D's
[00:18.98] Tunechi in the lamb truck, I'm in the Bentley B
[00:20.90] You was tryna' get a deal, I told him, "Sign to me"
[00:22.68] All my n—s Rich Forever, how it gotta be
[00:24.78] Wait, all you n—s b— forever, you can't lie to me
[00:27.05] Better go and get your Reverend, let the choir sing
[00:29.04] Goin' hard like a wedding on a Diamond ring
[00:31.19] AR keep spinnin' like a slot machine
[00:33.14] Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
[00:34.81] Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
[00:36.89] I was countin' up the hundreds 'til the morning
[00:38.85] We was getting to them racks while they snoring
[00:40.63] Tryna make a mill', that's easy
[00:43.12] Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji
[00:45.44] The n—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
[00:47.78] You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
[00:49.24] B— stop
[00:50.08] It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
[00:52.34] A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
[00:54.34] F— her for some Gucci socks, she gon' have to run the top
[00:56.39] For the flip-flops, yeah, boy stop
[00:58.09] Run up on the opp, I just saw his heart drop
[01:00.05] My b—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
[01:02.04] And I just caught a case, I'ma still ball out
[01:04.11] 'Til I ain't got no more fouls
[01:05.23] Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
[01:07.26] Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
[01:09.65] I was countin' up the hundreds 'til the morning
[01:11.65] We was getting to them racks while they snoring
[01:13.30] Tryna make a mill', that's easy
[01:15.67] Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji
[01:17.90] The n—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
[01:20.29] You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
[01:21.96] I get the bag and go straight to the plug
[01:24.18] And I buy his a—out and now it's a drought
[01:26.17] F— on my h— 'til I tire her a— out
[01:28.22] My watch face drippin', I had to ask it, "What you cryin' about?"
[01:31.12] Flyin' her out, she get back home she be runnin' her mouth
[01:34.27] Pick a Bugatti up, put the Cullinan down
[01:35.96] Tell your friends I'll fly every one of them down
[01:38.44] Put 'em on a jet, tell 'em meet me in the islands
[01:40.46] Said she wanna f— me and all of my diamonds
[01:42.41] My shooter from the trenches, got a chain, yeah, he shinin'
[01:44.26] Let Gram drive the Bentley and he crashed on the mileage
[01:45.98] I'm Rich like f—it
[01:47.06] If I gotta bring your friend, then she f—
[01:48.76] I was broke that h— left somethin'
[01:51.24] Haters talkin' 'bout a whole lot of nothin' (Rich!)
[01:54.55] Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
[01:56.41] Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
[01:58.19] I was countin' up the hundreds 'til the morning
[01:59.95] We was getting to them racks while they snoring
[02:02.20] Tryna make a mill', that's easy
[02:04.43] Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji
[02:06.98] The n—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
[02:08.91] You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
[02:10.76] B— stop
[02:11.45] It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
[02:13.46] A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
[02:15.42] F— her for some Gucci socks, she gon' have to run the top
[02:17.55] For the flip-flops, yeah, boy stop
[02:19.53] Pull up on the jet, jet skis, or yacht
[02:21.52] Broke b—s that's a pet peeve, call blocked
[02:23.54] Pockets like they got hickeys, all knots
[02:24.91] We just go to war, no keys, warlock
[02:28.10] Ran up on the opp, saw that boy heart drop
[02:29.51] B—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
[02:31.52] I just caught a case, but I still ball out
[02:33.53] 'Til I ain't got no more fouls
[02:36.67]
[02:42.39] Trust Fund
[02:42.88]
[00:02.42] Could have thought they were the feds how they stalkin' me
[00:04.47] Could have put her in Chanel, she from overseas
[00:06.51] Could have bought a Plain Jane, but her wrist freeze
[00:08.63] Pocket full of Maserati, full of Swiss cheese
[00:10.32] Could have pulled up on a Jet, but did the Jet Skis
[00:12.63] X pills triple stacked like Wendy's
[00:14.61] Walkin' round with a nine like I'm Drew Brees
[00:16.94] Shootin' those boys, takin' Mickey D's
[00:18.98] Tunechi in the lamb truck, I'm in the Bentley B
[00:20.90] You was tryna' get a deal, I told him, "Sign to me"
[00:22.68] All my n—s Rich Forever, how it gotta be
[00:24.78] Wait, all you n—s b— forever, you can't lie to me
[00:27.05] Better go and get your Reverend, let the choir sing
[00:29.04] Goin' hard like a wedding on a Diamond ring
[00:31.19] AR keep spinnin' like a slot machine
[00:33.14] Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
[00:34.81] Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
[00:36.89] I was countin' up the hundreds 'til the morning
[00:38.85] We was getting to them racks while they snoring
[00:40.63] Tryna make a mill', that's easy
[00:43.12] Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji
[00:45.44] The n—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
[00:47.78] You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
[00:49.24] B— stop
[00:50.08] It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
[00:52.34] A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
[00:54.34] F— her for some Gucci socks, she gon' have to run the top
[00:56.39] For the flip-flops, yeah, boy stop
[00:58.09] Run up on the opp, I just saw his heart drop
[01:00.05] My b—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
[01:02.04] And I just caught a case, I'ma still ball out
[01:04.11] 'Til I ain't got no more fouls
[01:05.23] Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
[01:07.26] Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
[01:09.65] I was countin' up the hundreds 'til the morning
[01:11.65] We was getting to them racks while they snoring
[01:13.30] Tryna make a mill', that's easy
[01:15.67] Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji
[01:17.90] The n—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
[01:20.29] You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
[01:21.96] I get the bag and go straight to the plug
[01:24.18] And I buy his a—out and now it's a drought
[01:26.17] F— on my h— 'til I tire her a— out
[01:28.22] My watch face drippin', I had to ask it, "What you cryin' about?"
[01:31.12] Flyin' her out, she get back home she be runnin' her mouth
[01:34.27] Pick a Bugatti up, put the Cullinan down
[01:35.96] Tell your friends I'll fly every one of them down
[01:38.44] Put 'em on a jet, tell 'em meet me in the islands
[01:40.46] Said she wanna f— me and all of my diamonds
[01:42.41] My shooter from the trenches, got a chain, yeah, he shinin'
[01:44.26] Let Gram drive the Bentley and he crashed on the mileage
[01:45.98] I'm Rich like f—it
[01:47.06] If I gotta bring your friend, then she f—
[01:48.76] I was broke that h— left somethin'
[01:51.24] Haters talkin' 'bout a whole lot of nothin' (Rich!)
[01:54.55] Now a n— Rich Forever, they gon' call me
[01:56.41] Coach, put me in the game, I've been balling
[01:58.19] I was countin' up the hundreds 'til the morning
[01:59.95] We was getting to them racks while they snoring
[02:02.20] Tryna make a mill', that's easy
[02:04.43] Bought a brand new Patek, all water, that's Fiji
[02:06.98] The n—s who hatin', they really wan' be me
[02:08.91] You see that I'm Rich, back then didn't believe me
[02:10.76] B— stop
[02:11.45] It's lonely at the top, I just heard my ears pop
[02:13.46] A fiend for the guap, like Pookie Chris Rock
[02:15.42] F— her for some Gucci socks, she gon' have to run the top
[02:17.55] For the flip-flops, yeah, boy stop
[02:19.53] Pull up on the jet, jet skis, or yacht
[02:21.52] Broke b—s that's a pet peeve, call blocked
[02:23.54] Pockets like they got hickeys, all knots
[02:24.91] We just go to war, no keys, warlock
[02:28.10] Ran up on the opp, saw that boy heart drop
[02:29.51] B—s on the base, I feel like a shortstop
[02:31.52] I just caught a case, but I still ball out
[02:33.53] 'Til I ain't got no more fouls
[02:36.67]
[02:42.39] Trust Fund
[02:42.88]