Finally Rich - Nines, Skrapz

All them dead weekends, friday nights in the trap

Stacking for a new life, I can’t rely on this rap

Told my niggas save their P but they just wanna floss

I’ve always been a good yute they wanna label me a boss

Trust me cah I had them pagans lookin soft

I’m goin crazy for the loss

Maybe they can save me in the mosque

Cause if I pull up in that seven seater, that’s your life done

Free my nigga Fundz man he deserves a nice run

All them old niggas hogging the game

I ain’t them niggas if I get robbed for my chain

Niggas be dropping like rain

Need my worker, couple boxes then hop on a plane

Made a few mistakes so I would have been rich already

See my niggas hit the belly never give me a penny

It’s cool though, cah now we pull up in them fly beamers

Buy nina’s and press it like the dry cleaners

I had a dream about the future last night

Good thing I had my eyes closed

(Why's that?)

Cah the future looked bright

Hope you’re strapped up, cah my niggas bout to take flight

(Real Life)

U see the chains bright like a breaklight

It’s Nina wid da Nina better get the name right

Hittin 3 bitches in the same night

Remember when my nigga had the rucksack, doing pedalbike shifts on the strip

Look now, my nigga’s finally rich

That nigga Nines needs to blow, he’s so ill

I know the real Birdman I don’t need no deal

It’s hard to creep in these Harlesden streets

And if the stars could speak, they’d vouch for me that I barks my heat

At times my nigga Big Keyz drove me nuts

But part ways like Jay and Dame, that won’t be us

Took some losses, tell them yutes that I’m on again

Last year I was buying bricks but I wanted 10

This year I ordered 20 bricks but I need 80

Like my nigga Shoogz I’m a weed baby

Every 2 weeks I change my phones

Everybody’s tryna be the man It’s like I’m in a Game of Thrones

All them punchlines and you ain’t landed one

So much kicks you would think that I was Daniel San

You think I’m rich all this gold on my neck

And I ain’t got time to rave cause I owe the connect

I had a dream about the future last night

Good thing I had my eyes closed

(Why's that?)

Cah the future looked bright

Hope you’re strapped up, cah my niggas bout to take flight

(Real Life)

U see the chains bright like a breaklight

It’s Nina wid da Nina better get the name right

Hittin 3 bitches in the same night

Remember when my nigga had a rucksack, doing pedalbike shifts on the strip

Look now, my nigga’s finally rich