30 years 30 million lyrics

When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million (x4)

Pardin me but my intials R&D not R&B excuse me so when I throw
Dem B's up dis aint pleasure p treasure me measure me bloodline
Thick my acess street cutthroat turn yo turtle neck into a wet tee
And I'm comin threw the airport louie up louie like I'm a king what you mean
Diamonds rings dnt pose to boost my self-esteem want my niggaz rich as me
Dey might be myself as dream cause this is a selfish world toss me dinner
It taste real sweet.

When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million (x4)
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1980's dope game made meh dope game raise meh dope game paid meh
Rap game save meh trap game crazy snitchin out break and it got
Contagious rumors got violent cocky and crazy some of it true and
Some of it aint can't stop a tank and you can't break a bank I kno wish you could muthafucka but you can't purple drank purple drank purple purple purple
Purple aint no workers in my circle polo shirts but there goes no urkel I'm so
Gaupy drunk and sloppy poppin shit and women joc me mo money dat gucci get
Mo I split they go get wit cha. GUCCI

When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million (x4)

I accumalate a safer place conversations takin place bout big gucci
Paper chase aint the one to perpetrate I'm the one to demonstrate
30 million dolla richa everytime I sip some liquor feel like I should at least get her nickel. quarter ticket half a ticket whole brick oj gucci fuckin wit cha smokin on a green stick dey may try to riddle you jokers try
To little me but when they see that new a braclet wit 100's they pitty me. GUCCI

When I was 30 years old I had 30 million
I had 30 million I had 30 million (x4)