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About "Finally Rich" album:
This page contains lyrics from the album "Finally Rich" by Chief Keef, which was released in 2012 and consists of 13 songs.
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[Intro]
Sosa baby, you know I'm rockin baby
Jimmy baby, O'block
Bang bang
Nigga I'm three hunna bang
[Hook]
I'm coolin wit my youngins
And what we smoke one hunna
But nigga I'm three hunna
3hunna
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Rolling up this dope, I been living something like disco
All I do is spend dough, I know this bitch no more
Cause I'm balling, so please stop calling
Bitch 2 key, bitch no me, bitch don't know me
Let me tell you hoes bout me
Cause I'm balling and we shoot no talking
Rock in my broke ass niggas who talk
Cause if you aint talking money you can talk
.and these broke niggas I'm balling, balling, balling
Bad bitches keep calling, wanna keep falling
Ballin'
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[Hook:Chief Keef]
I swear my diamonds are so blinding please don't look at my wrist
I?i bet I could take your bitch
That boy jewelry looking bleary like who sold him that shit
They say I ain't getting money well who told them that shit
Ok your bitch she like my diamonds and the cars that I ride
Or she might just like my style or it's the squad that behind me
I don't know but she gone go cause my pockets on swole
I just walk up in the mall then I buy the whole store
Diamonds
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Aint a *beep* thing gone change
Me & my boys still bang will clap a *beep* up no range
(I'm Finally Rich)
I can ride foreigen cars, Love all my fans & without Chop I wouldn't get
Far
(I'm Finally Rich)
I can smoke all tha dope, I'm so high I can see tha?
Real *beep* from tha O
(I'm Finally Rich)
Me & You aint tha same all these *beep* follow my campain
Finally
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Finally rich if ain’t you I ain’t the same
All this niggas follow my occupe
All this bitches know my name
Finally rich I’ma show you how to ball
I should walk up in the mall
Yeah I’m still wear my...
It ain’t sure, I ain’t sleep
Are you flexin on this lies,
I’m all out in the chain
... so I got take care my swell
Finally Rich
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[Hook x2: Chief Keef]
Bitch I’m cooler then a cooler
Bitch shouts out to my jeweler
He been rich ever since
Say Chief Sosa broke that’s a rumor
These broke ass niggas need tune ups
I’m a rich ass nigga Hallelujah
Broke niggas we see right through ya
Bitch chief Sosa getting that mula
Hallelujah
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[Hook - Chief Keef]
Damn I hate being sober (x3)
I’m a smoker, Fredo a drinker Tadoe off molly water
We can’t spell sober, ballin roll up
When we roll up, bitches be on us
Tell the hoes I love smoking and I’m drinking
It takes over for no reason
We can’t spell sober
Ya know us, we smoke strong bruh
Watch me roll up cause I can’t spell sober
Hate Bein' Sober
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I don't like, I don't like
Fake niggas I don't like
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Sneak dissers, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like, nah
Don't like, like, don't like, like
I Don't Like
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Me and my niggas we balllin
We don't do no talklin
I see it all when I'm ballin
And I'm callin my foreigns
Pullin up in them foreigns
Ignore us... I'm ballin... I'm ballin
Kay Kay
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O'block, bish that's my block,
I get @#$?, ha ha ha,
I smoke la, la, la,
Getting ha, ha, ha,
Ain't no drive bys,
Clips go bye, bye bye,
She want to suck my! *,
Like a bah, bah, bah,
I get lots of guap,
I make money fly, fly, fly,
Laughin' To The Bank
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Hook:
These bitches love Sosa
O end or no end
Fucking with those O boys, you gon’ get fucked over
Rari’s and Rovers
These hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa
You boys ain’t making no noise
Ya’ll know I’m a grown boy
Love Sosa
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[Hook:Chief Keef]
I ain't worried bout you shorty
I'm so use to balling
I don't even want you darling
Why do you be calling
Why your bitch love stalking
Every night, Every Morning
Starting to make me go harder
Plus I got a daughter
Ball like it's no tomorrow
No Tomorrow
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Sosa baby
FTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFTFT bing! bing! bing!
[Hook: Chief Keef]
That bitch say that she don't understand me. (Fuck her)
I be flexing
Now my money come in handy
I gotta get this money
Understand me?
100 thous all hundreds understand me(understand me)
Understand Me
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