When life gets real after touching that first million, everything changes—at least that's what Yeat's vibes are all about. He's sharing his journey from being broke, eating noodles in a roach-infested basement, to living it up with diamond-studded luxury and dealing with haters. His 'twizzies'—a term for close friends or allies—ride with him through thick and thin, while he navigates his way around legal troubles and fake people. The song also touches on the struggles with substance use, as he tries to cope with his rise to fame. It's a raw, unfiltered look into his life, emphasizing the importance of loyalty and staying true. #HustleHarder #LifeStruggles
Twizzy Rich
Lyrics
Ayy, it's all up to me
It's all up to me, ayy
Oh, ayy, hey
(It's all up to me, it's all up to me) Hey
First time touchin' a mil', life never felt so real (real)
They tryna be my twizzy, you already know ain't no deal (Whole 'lotta cash)
You sipping on lil' stretched Wock', bitch, I'm just cracking the seal
Gotta pay for a good ass lawyer, we ain't sittin' in no cell (hey, hey)
I was just out in La Jolla, I was just shipping some bails
Yeah, diamonds on big boy water, got these bitches straight out the well
I've tried replacing the X with the Percs, but bitch, you don't know how that feel
I just try keeping it real but I'm always gon' keep it a hundred
My bitch did a brand new favor, she just be drinking my nut
I always gotta dodge all the hate, I gotta dodge the assumptions
How you gon' turn to a snitch? Yeah, how you talk shit but you runnin'?
I used to be eating noodle-oodles sittin' in the basement with the roaches in it
They used to not fuck with the kid, now I'm going up, everybody in my business
Said you can't trust me, lil' bitch, I'm a snake, go behind your back and stab it
You know it's not shit to go pull out the Wraith, bring it out in automatic
I OD on the pills so much, I hired a full-time medic
Pull up on my bitch and she eat me like lunch, said I got rid of her headache
I could tell real from the fake, we just be having abundance
Signing the deal, would you be on my faith? I got my money out of nothing
VS1 flawless, all of 'em shine
Yeah, told you stop hitting my phone, told you stop wasting my time
I got a big ol' bitch, she got a big behind
I just been sending them packs, I just been making them fly
Yeah, I can't go back on my word, I already said that it's time
All of my twizzies is up, bitch, we been next in line
And these Yercs, they got me moody, yeah, y'all federal
You don't got no money but you judging, call you Judy
(It's all up to me, it's all up to me) Hey
First time touchin' a mil', life never felt so real
They tryna be my twizzy, you already knowing the deal
You sipping on lil' stretched Wock', bitch, I'm just cracking the seal
Gotta pay for a good ass lawyer, we ain't sittin' in no cell
I was just out in La Jolla, I was just shipping some bails
Yeah, diamonds on big boy water, got these bitches straight out the well, uh
I've tried replacing the X with the Percs but bitch, you don't know how that feel
Writer(s): Javier Mercado, Noah Olivier Smith
Copyright(s): Lyrics © STREAMCUT MEDIA, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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