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my soul is possessed\nI'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' against\nOnce I got hot, they only good option to vent\n\nAye Ricky I'mma flip the mission\nHow 'bout poor niggas makin' rich decisions?\nPoor niggas makin' rich decisions\nThat shit right there is more efficient\nI think that might be a better description\nPoor niggas makin' rich decisions\nCan't afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em\nThat's a poor nigga making rich decisions\nBuyin' jewelry but you know you're vision\nYeah!\nOn a mission\nYeah!\nMaybe part 2","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.68] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:07.07] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:09.59] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:12.61] Damn\n[00:15.10] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:18.52] All my little homies up in prison\n[00:21.69] I'mma let you know just how I'm livin'\n[00:24.36] I can tell you' bout the Mach Five\n[00:27.62] I can show you what them blocks buy\n[00:30.43] I can tell you 'bout my block ties\n[00:33.75] I can take you to the far side\n[00:36.70] Poor decision makin' plagued you niggas' lives\n[00:39.51] You sellin' crack up on your momma porch\n[00:42.54] While she still goin' through her new divorce\n[00:45.30] He has a thrill as he raise his voice\n[00:48.64] When he really needs to raise his boys\n[00:51.72] Young thugs with so much talent\n[00:54.77] Young thugs havin' no balance\n[00:57.61] Young niggas havin' no fathers\n[01:00.73] Young niggas catchin' dope charges\n[01:03.62] Growin' up she say she felt alone\n[01:06.73] Now she strippin' for that pot of gold\n[01:09.82] Another fish in the bowl\n[01:12.74] They say her mother never played her role\n[01:15.68] I heard her mother always on the roll\n[01:18.40] Her mother always wearin' gold\n[01:21.78] Where I'm from I guess that's how it goes\n[01:25.18] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:27.95] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:30.84] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:33.69] Damn\n[01:35.64] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:39.91] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:42.89] All my little homies up in prison\n[01:45.35] Lupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'\n[01:48.52] The Beloved T-Rex says\n[01:50.62] Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with\n[01:54.14] Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with\n[01:57.28] That sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth\n[02:00.54] Even the tepee is a full house\n[02:04.08] Simple shelter keep you out the cold\n[02:06.94] If you hold it close together, we'll never fold\n[02:09.44] Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\n[02:12.39] You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds\n[02:15.19] This house of our is just a house of cards\n[02:18.15] Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks\n[02:21.24] We was born black but that shit'll make you dark\n[02:24.21] Even with a handful of hearts\n[02:27.14] Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards\n[02:30.96] Cause when your P-O-V is poverty\n[02:33.35] It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key\n[02:35.95] Finna D-O-P-E bob and weave\n[02:37.60] And the boxer boxin' free\n[02:38.96] Up out them rings like it was Rocky 3\n[02:40.20] Caught up in the game now\n[02:42.19] Look at how we came out like olly olly oxen free\n[02:45.56] That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah\n[02:51.68] Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles\n[02:54.67] Instead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables\n[02:57.12] Now early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible\n[03:00.02] Medical, yeah nigga I'm tellin' you\n[03:03.27] Coveting cars over community\n[03:06.56] Rappers influence your shootin' sprees\n[03:09.64] Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me\n[03:12.96] Easy to record so ruthlessly\n[03:15.41] Rich niggas\n[03:16.76] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:18.68] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:21.56] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:24.75] Can't tell you 'bout that H dude\n[03:27.83] But I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude\n[03:30.54] And I'll show you where they raise a tool\n[03:33.30] I have a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes\n[03:36.48] I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention\n[03:39.24] And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem\n[03:42.39] Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store\n[03:45.33] Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord\n[03:48.28] Or afford, a Dodge, or a Ford\n[03:51.11] Where she end up on your knob cause she has never been adored\n[03:54.46] Lord help us, my generation come to an end\n[03:57.25] Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?\n[04:00.16] I mean really why should I pretend?\n[04:03.22] Walk a day up in my tennis; 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Simple shelter keep you out the cold\n  If you hold it close together, we'll never fold\n  Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\n  You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds\n  This house of our is just a house of cards\n  Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks\n  We was born black but that shit'll make you dark\n  Even with a handful of hearts\n  Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards\n  Cause when your P-O-V is poverty\n  It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key\n  Finna D-O-P-E bob and weave\n  And the boxer boxin' free\n  Up out them rings like it was Rocky 3\n  Caught up in the game now\n  Look at how we came out like olly olly oxen free\n  That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah\n  Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles\n  Instead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables\n  Now early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible\n  Medical, yeah nigga I'm tellin' you\n  Coveting cars over community\n  Rappers influence your shootin' sprees\n  Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me\n  Easy to record so ruthlessly\n  Rich niggas\n\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n\n  Can't tell you 'bout that H dude\n  But I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude\n  And I'll show you where they raise a tool\n  I have a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes\n  I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention\n  And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem\n  Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store\n  Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord\n  Or afford, a Dodge, or a Ford\n  Where she end up on your knob cause she has never been adored\n  Lord help us, my generation come to an end\n  Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?\n  I mean really why should I pretend?\n  Walk a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed\n  I'm reppin' my 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Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:39.91] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:42.89] All my little homies up in prison\n[01:45.35] Lupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'\n[01:48.52] The Beloved T-Rex says\n[01:50.62] Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with\n[01:54.14] Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with\n[01:57.28] That sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth\n[02:00.54] Even the tepee is a full house\n[02:04.08] Simple shelter keep you out the cold\n[02:06.94] If you hold it close together, we'll never fold\n[02:09.44] Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\n[02:12.39] You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds\n[02:15.19] This house of our is just a house of cards\n[02:18.15] Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks\n[02:21.24] We was born black but that shit'll make you dark\n[02:24.21] Even with a handful of hearts\n[02:27.14] Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards\n[02:30.96] Cause when your P-O-V is 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Rick Ross & Lupe Fiasco)\n\nWale\n\nBuy for ₹.\n\nSubscribe\n\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nDamn\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nAll my little homies up in prison\nI'mma let you know just how I'm livin'\n\nI can tell you' bout the Mach Five\nI can show you what them blocks buy\nI can tell you 'bout my block ties\nI can take you to the far side\nPoor decision makin' plagued you niggas' lives\nYou sellin' crack up on your momma porch\nWhile she still goin' through her new divorce\nHe has a thrill as he raise his voice\nWhen he really needs to raise his boys\nYoung thugs with so much talent\nYoung thugs havin' no balance\nYoung niggas havin' no fathers\nYoung niggas catchin' dope charges\nGrowin' up she say she felt alone\nNow she strippin' for that pot of gold\nAnother fish in the bowl\nThey say her mother never played her role\nI heard her mother always on the roll\nHer mother always wearin' gold\nWhere I'm from I guess that's how it goes\n\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nDamn\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nAll my little homies up in prison\nLupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'\n\nThe Beloved T-Rex says\nGrown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with\nWhole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with\nThat sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth\nEven the tepee is a full house\nSimple shelter keep you out the cold\nIf you hold it close together, we'll never fold\nWhy you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\nYou don't believe in God then at least believe in odds\nThis house of our is just a house of cards\nJust without the yards, and nice adjacent parks\nWe was born black but that shit'll make you dark\nEven with a handful of hearts\nMind on the club just to find a little love, my regards\nCause when your P-O-V is poverty\nIt's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key\nFinna D-O-P-E bob and weave\nAnd the boxer boxin' free\nUp out them rings like it was Rocky\nCaught up in the game now\nLook at how we came out like olly olly oxen free\nThat ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah\nPoor decider since like, or sugar coated, colored edibles\nInstead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables\nNow early s, my blood pressure's incredible\nMedical, yeah nigga I'm tellin' you\nCoveting cars over community\nRappers influence your shootin' sprees\nTurn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me\nEasy to record so ruthlessly\nRich niggas\n\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\nRich niggas makin' poor decisions\n\nCan't tell you 'bout that H dude\nBut I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude\nAnd I'll show you where they raise a tool\nI have a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes\nI'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention\nAnd the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem\nLabel whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store\nLust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord\nOr afford, a Dodge, or a Ford\nWhere she end up on your knob cause she has never been adored\nLord help us, my generation come to an end\nCause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?\nI mean really why should I pretend?\nWalk a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed\nI'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' against\nOnce I got hot, they only good option to vent\n\nAye Ricky I'mma flip the mission\nHow 'bout poor niggas makin' rich decisions?\nPoor niggas makin' rich decisions\nThat shit right there is more efficient\nI think that might be a better description\nPoor niggas makin' rich decisions\nCan't afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em\nThat's a poor nigga making rich decisions\nBuyin' jewelry but you know you're vision\nYeah!\nOn a mission\nYeah!\nMaybe part","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Decisions (feat. 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on the roll\n  Her mother always wearin' gold\n  Where I'm from I guess that's how it goes\n\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  Damn\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n  All my little homies up in prison\n  Lupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'\n\n  The Beloved T-Rex says\n  Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with\n  Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with\n  That sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth\n  Even the tepee is a full house\n  Simple shelter keep you out the cold\n  If you hold it close together, we'll never fold\n  Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\n  You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds\n  This house of our is just a house of cards\n  Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks\n  We was born black but that shit'll make you dark\n  Even with a handful of hearts\n  Mind on the club just to find a 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free\n[02:44.68] That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah\n[02:48.17] Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles\n[02:53.92] Instead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables\n[02:56.72] Now early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible\n[02:59.87] Medical, yeah nigga I'm tellin' you\n[03:02.96] Coveting cars over community\n[03:05.54] Rappers influence your shootin' sprees\n[03:08.96] Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me\n[03:12.31] Easy to record so ruthlessly\n[03:14.56] Rich niggas\n[03:16.88] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:17.96] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:20.35] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:23.23] Can't tell you 'bout that H dude\n[03:26.44] But I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude\n[03:29.30] And I'll show you where they raise a tool\n[03:32.28] I have a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes\n[03:36.04] I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention\n[03:39.79] And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem\n[03:43.23] Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store\n[03:44.78] Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord\n[03:47.51] Or afford, a Dodge, or a Ford\n[03:50.16] Where she end up on your knob cause she has never been adored\n[03:52.35] Lord help us, my generation come to an end\n[03:56.86] Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?\n[04:01.32] I mean really why should I pretend?\n[04:02.85] Walk a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed\n[04:04.03] I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' against\n[04:06.72] Once I got hot, they only good option to vent\n[04:12.24] Aye Ricky I'mma flip the mission\n[04:25.40] How 'bout poor niggas makin' rich decisions?\n[04:27.10] Poor niggas makin' rich decisions\n[04:29.71] That shit right there is more efficient\n[04:33.12] I think that might be a better description\n[04:36.53] Poor niggas makin' rich decisions\n[04:40.20] Can't afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em\n[04:42.68] 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my soul is possessed\nI'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' against\nOnce I got hot, they only good option to vent\n\nAye Ricky I'mma flip the mission\nHow 'bout poor niggas makin' rich decisions?\nPoor niggas makin' rich decisions\nThat shit right there is more efficient\nI think that might be a better description\nPoor niggas makin' rich decisions\nCan't afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em\nThat's a poor nigga making rich decisions\nBuyin' jewelry but you know you're vision\nYeah!\nOn a mission\nYeah!\nMaybe part 2","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.29] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:09.13] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:12.04] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:15.88] Damn\n[00:18.26] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[00:21.43] All my little homies up in prison\n[00:24.37] I'mma let you know just how I'm livin'\n[00:27.62] I can tell you' bout the Mach Five\n[00:30.06] I can show you what them blocks buy\n[00:33.20] I can tell you 'bout my block ties\n[00:36.18] I can take you to the far side\n[00:38.84] Poor decision makin' plagued you niggas' lives\n[00:42.07] You sellin' crack up on your momma porch\n[00:45.06] While she still goin' through her new divorce\n[00:47.91] He has a thrill as he raise his voice\n[00:51.20] When he really needs to raise his boys\n[00:54.04] Young thugs with so much talent\n[00:57.02] Young thugs havin' no balance\n[01:00.58] Young niggas havin' no fathers\n[01:03.13] Young niggas catchin' dope charges\n[01:06.34] Growin' up she say she felt alone\n[01:09.05] Now she strippin' for that pot of gold\n[01:12.23] Another fish in the bowl\n[01:14.99] They say her mother never played her role\n[01:18.19] I heard her mother always on the roll\n[01:21.70] Her mother always wearin' gold\n[01:24.56] Where I'm from I guess that's how it goes\n[01:27.26] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:29.93] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:33.14] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:36.05] Damn\n[01:39.22] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:42.27] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[01:45.48] All my little homies up in prison\n[01:48.31] Lupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'\n[01:50.54] The Beloved T-Rex says\n[01:52.90] Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with\n[01:56.17] Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with\n[01:59.56] That sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth\n[02:02.28] Even the tepee is a full house\n[02:06.58] Simple shelter keep you out the cold\n[02:08.94] If you hold it close together, we'll never fold\n[02:12.11] Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\n[02:14.54] You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds\n[02:17.40] This house of our is just a house of cards\n[02:20.13] Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks\n[02:23.04] We was born black but that shit'll make you dark\n[02:27.05] Even with a handful of hearts\n[02:29.24] Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards\n[02:33.22] Cause when your P-O-V is poverty\n[02:35.66] It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key\n[02:36.49] Finna D-O-P-E bob and weave\n[02:39.06] And the boxer boxin' free\n[02:40.50] Up out them rings like it was Rocky 3\n[02:42.08] Caught up in the game now\n[02:43.35] Look at how we came out like olly olly oxen free\n[02:48.49] That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah\n[02:52.65] Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles\n[02:56.13] Instead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables\n[02:58.82] Now early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible\n[03:02.58] Medical, yeah nigga I'm tellin' you\n[03:06.08] Coveting cars over community\n[03:08.94] Rappers influence your shootin' sprees\n[03:11.67] Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me\n[03:15.35] Easy to record so ruthlessly\n[03:16.75] Rich niggas\n[03:18.00] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:21.26] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:24.41] Rich niggas makin' poor decisions\n[03:27.67] Can't tell you 'bout that H dude\n[03:30.04] But I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude\n[03:33.09] And I'll show you where they raise a tool\n[03:34.81] I have a nigga late for the labels or the latest shoes\n[03:38.64] I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention\n[03:41.32] And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem\n[03:44.21] Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store\n[03:47.27] Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord\n[03:50.76] Or afford, a Dodge, or a Ford\n[03:52.86] Where she end up on your knob cause she has never been adored\n[03:56.82] Lord help us, my generation come to an end\n[03:59.58] Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?\n[04:03.72] I mean really why should I pretend?\n[04:05.39] Walk a day up in my tennis; 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(Yeah)\n  start_ms: 264930\n  end_ms: 268320\n- text: Poor - makin' rich decisions\n  start_ms: 268320\n  end_ms: 271530\n- text: That - right there is more efficient\n  start_ms: 271530\n  end_ms: 274010\n- text: I think that might be a better description\n  start_ms: 274010\n  end_ms: 277440\n- text: Poor - makin' rich decisions\n  start_ms: 277440\n  end_ms: 280280\n- text: Can't afford 'em, but you still gon' get 'em\n  start_ms: 280280\n  end_ms: 282800\n- text: That's a poor - making rich decisions\n  start_ms: 282800\n  end_ms: 286180\n- text: Buyin' jewelry but you know you're vision\n  start_ms: 286180\n  end_ms: 289080\n- text: Yeah, on a mission, eh\n  start_ms: 289080\n  end_ms: 294750\n- text: Maybe part two, yeah\n  start_ms: 294750\n  end_ms: 299640\n- text: M-M-M-Maybach Music\n  start_ms: 299640\n  end_ms: 302290\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 302290\nplain: |-\n  M-M-Maybach Music (whoa)\n\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Damn, check\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  All my little homies up in prison\n  I'ma let you know just how I'm livin'\n\n  I can tell you 'bout the Mach Five\n  I can show you what them blocks buy\n  I can tell you 'bout my block ties\n  I can take you to the far side\n  Poor decision makin' plagued you - lives\n\n  You're sellin' crack up on your momma porch\n  While she's still goin' through her new divorce\n  He has a thrill as he raises his voice\n  When he really needs to raise his boys\n\n  Young thugs with so much talent\n  Young thugs havin' no balance\n  Young - havin' no fathers\n  Young - catchin' - charges\n\n  Growin' up, she says she felt alone\n  Now, she's strippin' for that pot of gold\n  Another fish in the bowl\n  They say her mother never played her role\n  I heard her mother always on the roll\n  Her mother always wearin' gold\n  Where I'm from, I guess that's how it goes\n\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions, damn\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  All my little homies up in prison\n  Lupe gotta tell 'em how you're livin'\n\n  The Beloved T. rex says (yeah)\n  Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with\n  Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build with (huh?)\n  That sound like bullshit from out a bull mouth (yeah)\n  Even the tepee is a full house\n  Simple shelter keep you out the cold\n  If you hold it close together, we'll never fold\n  Why you're lettin' the devil beat you out your soul\n\n  You don't believe in God, then at least believe in odds\n  This house of our is just a house of cards\n  Just without the yards (yeah), and nice adjacent parks\n  We was born black but that - make you dark (you feel me?)\n  Even with a handful of hearts (yeah)\n  Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards\n  'Cause when your P-O-V is poverty\n  It's like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key\n\n  Finna D-O-P-E bob and weave\n  And the boxer boxin' free\n  Up out them rings like it was Rocky three\n  Caught up in the game now\n  Look at how we came out like olly, olly oxen free\n  That ain't why they're watchin' me, yeah, yeah\n\n  Poor decider since like four, five or sugar-coated, colored edibles\n  Instead of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables\n  Now, early 30s, my blood pressure's incredible\n  Medical, yeah, - I'm tellin' you (uh)\n  Coveting cars over community\n  Rappers influence your shootin' sprees\n  Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got - to do with me\n  Easy to record so ruthlessly (rich)\n\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions (yeah)\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n\n  Yeah, uh, can't tell you 'bout that H dude\n  But I'll tell you 'bout this hate dude\n  And I'll show you where they raise a tool\n  I have a - late for the labels or the latest shoes\n  I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy attention\n  And the - thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem\n  Label - that'll - a sale and suck a store\n  Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord\n\n  Or afford, a Dodge, or a Ford\n  Where she ends up on your knob 'cause she has never been adored\n  Lord help us, my generation come to an end\n  'Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?\n  I mean, really, why should I pretend?\n  Walk a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed\n  I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' against\n  Once I got hot, they only got option to vent\n\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions\n  Rich - makin' poor decisions, damn\n\n  Aye Ricky, I'ma flip the mission\n  How 'bout poor - makin' rich decisions? (Yeah)\n  Poor - makin' rich decisions\n  That - right there is more efficient\n  I think that might be a better description\n\n  Poor - makin' rich decisions\n  Can't afford 'em, but you still gon' get 'em\n  That's a poor - making rich decisions\n  Buyin' jewelry but you know you're vision\n  Yeah, on a mission, eh\n  Maybe part two, yeah\n\n  M-M-M-Maybach Music\n"}]