Xdripx - Rags to Riches Lyrics

Used to think
That I needed a double cup
I as feeling the pain
The drugs numb it up
Now Im focused on winning
Im coming up
Ima focus on digits
And run it up
Im coming from rags to riches
Was raised in these trenches
Was running around ditches
We dont fuck With questions
We dont fuck with switching
All my dawgs solid
We dont fuck with snitching
I dont even bang
Im street smart its a difference
Looking like a Christian
While i walk in true religion
Popeye be the vision
Cause Im thinking
Of this chicken
Trynna make out this mud
So I dont end up in prison
Running these racks up
Self made
I just hope that
They remember the name
Said I do music
Until it gets me paid
I aint had shit
Felt like the other day
Im Running these bands up
Like a jew
Like what you gone do
To get rich
Im Taking my girl out
To get some shoes
And I put diamonds on her fit
Money got them actin all
Brand new
But I know that i never switch
I made it this far I never knew
Til I put my mind to this shit
Im coming from rags to riches
The first crib I buy
Be a mansion in Suburbs
All of you pheins be itching
You thinking bout drugs while Im thinking about Numbers
All of your day ones be switching
But my dawgs we solid we Showing True Colors
I used not want to listen
Cause I was young hard headed And Stubborn
Used to think
That I needed a double cup
I Was feeling the pain
The drugs numb it up
Now Im focused on winning
Im coming up
Ima focus on digits
And run it up
Im coming from rags to riches
Was raised in these trenches
Was running around ditches
We dont fuck with question
We dont fuck with snitching
All my dawgs solid
We dont fuck with switching
Only thing Im switching
Is these lanes
In a Porsche
Hit the gas do the race
Butterfly doors
On a coupe or In a wraith
Always hella Dripping
Like Im walking in the rain
I could put my girl
In a foreign from the beater
Travel around the world
Take a trip to Ibiza
Eating steak and shrimp
If you hungry I could feed you
I could live this lifestyle
But baby Ima need you
I filling the bag up
With the blues
Sitting around
Aint got nothing to do
So I figured that
I go hit the booth
Drip making hits
No it aint nothing new
Im Running these bands up
Like a jew
Like what you gone do
To get rich
Im Taking my girl out
To get some shoes
And I put diamonds on her fit
Money got them acting all brand New
But I know that I never switch
I made it this far I never knew
Til I put my mind to this shit
Used to think
That I needed a double cup
I Was feeling the pain
The drugs numb it up
Now Im focused on winning
Im coming up
Ima focus on digits
And run it up
Rags to riches
Running round ditches
Dont fuck with switching
Dont fuck with snitching

Used to think
That I needed a double cup
I as feeling the pain
The drugs numb it up
Now Im focused on winning
Im coming up
Ima focus on digits
And run it up
Im coming from rags to riches
Was raised in these trenches
Was running around ditches
We dont fuck With questions
We dont fuck with switching
All my dawgs solid
We dont fuck with snitching
I dont even bang
Im street smart its a difference
Looking like a Christian
While i walk in true religion
Popeye be the vision
Cause Im thinking
Of this chicken
Trynna make out this mud
So I dont end up in prison
Running these racks up
Self made
I just hope that
They remember the name
Said I do music
Until it gets me paid
I aint had shit
Felt like the other day
Im Running these bands up
Like a jew
Like what you gone do
To get rich
Im Taking my girl out
To get some shoes
And I put diamonds on her fit
Money got them actin all
Brand new
But I know that i never switch
I made it this far I never knew
Til I put my mind to this shit
Im coming from rags to riches
The first crib I buy
Be a mansion in Suburbs
All of you pheins be itching
You thinking bout drugs while Im thinking about Numbers
All of your day ones be switching
But my dawgs we solid we Showing True Colors
I used not want to listen
Cause I was young hard headed And Stubborn
Used to think
That I needed a double cup
I Was feeling the pain
The drugs numb it up
Now Im focused on winning
Im coming up
Ima focus on digits
And run it up
Im coming from rags to riches
Was raised in these trenches
Was running around ditches
We dont fuck with question
We dont fuck with snitching
All my dawgs solid
We dont fuck with switching
Only thing Im switching
Is these lanes
In a Porsche
Hit the gas do the race
Butterfly doors
On a coupe or In a wraith
Always hella Dripping
Like Im walking in the rain
I could put my girl
In a foreign from the beater
Travel around the world
Take a trip to Ibiza
Eating steak and shrimp
If you hungry I could feed you
I could live this lifestyle
But baby Ima need you
I filling the bag up
With the blues
Sitting around
Aint got nothing to do
So I figured that
I go hit the booth
Drip making hits
No it aint nothing new
Im Running these bands up
Like a jew
Like what you gone do
To get rich
Im Taking my girl out
To get some shoes
And I put diamonds on her fit
Money got them acting all brand New
But I know that I never switch
I made it this far I never knew
Til I put my mind to this shit
Used to think
That I needed a double cup
I Was feeling the pain
The drugs numb it up
Now Im focused on winning
Im coming up
Ima focus on digits
And run it up
Rags to riches
Running round ditches
Dont fuck with switching
Dont fuck with snitching