Wisdumb - Let's Get Rich Lyrics

Fuck yeah, let's do it big, I don't even do it kid
Ahead of my time, like I'm Marty McFly with cooler kicks
And I may be new but those baby blues don't phase me dude
Ya piece of shit, like bruh, do you even lift?
Trying to make this even even cooler, even better yo
But nah I'm not saying, That I- That I be hotter than a burning stove
'Cuz yeah, yeah, I'm real, I'm real, but everything is anyway
And check it I've been rapping since the diaper days
I'm all in this 'cuz this history is it for me
It's Mos Def, and Kweli, and Bedstuy and ten times
Infinity and beyond, and red lines and blue shift
And whoosits, and thrift shops, and all of the music
And when I- I reminisce
I think about the shit I like to think about
Like sweaters, and you, and my family
And how when I'm famous and rich
I'm a call up all my old friends
And buy them all nice sweaters and shit

Cash cow from candyland, smile like a cacophony
Racketeer, trying to that bacon home and laughin' homie
Blast it for me- Blasphemers chuggin' ether
Still a fuckin' dreamer drunk on turpentine and other people
Burns a hole in stomach lining, guts like twisted steel
Underlined, fuck your going HAM, I'm a Christmas meal
I'm the realest real, I could feel a feeling
If you feel me, we'll go through the ceiling
We are so appealing like A Mili-worm, class adjourned
Thats a burn, capricorn, get it got it get it right
Lazy generation with no patience and the reddest eyes
Fuck New York to London, son im running to the sun
And are you coming? All my dunces drunk on nothing
Empty stomachs get it pumping
I'm just grinning, silly rabbits Trix be trillin'
God be willing, I'll be posted somewhere sunny with some women
So all the girls turn your panties in and leave your sweaters on
As long as you get the... nah I'm just trying not to sweat it y'al