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Rich x Jus.Jack - Rat Race (feat. Prod.peaceLuv) Lyrics



Rich x Jus.Jack - Rat Race (feat. Prod.peaceLuv) Lyrics




I get the bag, he get the bag, she get the bag
We get the bag, makin' it stack
Needin' a boost, where you at? I'm at the top
I get the bag, he get the bag, she get the bag

We get the bag, makin' it stack
Needin' a boost, where you at? I'm at the top
Slow grind for the big bucks, can't afford to hiccup
Or slip up, my nigga, before I get zipped up

My nigga, my family tree need G's to eat
Hustle than 90 degrees, my nigga, monopoly key
My nigga, get property, grass and some trees
My nigga, mama and papa done slayed

I'm charging' a fee, my nigga, okay, I won't
Put wrongs over needs, my nigga, love over greed
My nigga, watch me succeed, my nigga, skills exceed
Outcome of rapping' with T, my nigga, I believe

System sits strong, if I ever stray away
Hope the mess is sent, short or quick, but the shit hit home
Reminisce over you, my God, my eyes
It don't differ from average or common

Learnin' to think clear, wipe out the gas or the toxins
Does the mirror really reflect somethin'? Truly the honor
Jeopardizin' a soul just to pull a few dollars
Just cause you takin' the lead don't mean they always will follow

Build a whole new regime cause M.O.B. was the motto
And I spy Benjis on the checklist, bitch
Yeah, but I get first dibs, I said I get first dibs
And I spy Benjis on the checklist, but I get first dibs

And I get, he get, she get, we get, I said I get first dibs
I said I get
I get the bag, he get the bag
She get the bag, we get the bag

Makin' it stick, needin' a boost
Where you at? I'm at the top
I get the bag, he get the bag
She get the bag, we get the bag

Makin' it stick, needin' a boost
Where you at? I'm at the top
Where are you at? And we at the top
Shout out the brothers who jostlin' on blocks

To all of my family who lost in the wind
Left the hustle, but I found it again
Grindin's unstoppable, punchin' the clock and go
I go Geronimo, I found a pot of gold

Not talkin' dollars, though, soaked up some knowledge
Let it control my road, that is your fad
Don't want no money and fame on my back
100 flowin', G invite to this rap

Takin' it slow, but I won't come in last
Savin' the pennies, it turn to a stash
Big up my people who makin' it last
Speak from the heart and I don't do no cap

Best in the city, that shit up for grabs
Chasin' the band while OG runnin' laps
I spot Benjis on the checklist
But I get first dibs

I said I get first dibs
And I spot Benjis on the checklist
But I get first dibs
I said I get, she get, he get, we get

I get first dibs
I get the bag, he get the bag, she get the bag
We get the bag, makin' it stack
Needin' a boost, where you at? I'm at the top

I'ma go retro on her, you know what I'm sayin'
You know what I'm sayin'
I'ma go retro on her, I got a little song I'ma do
Will you marry the kid

Who has some little booze
Runnin' around the crib
Askin' for the breast milk
But I get first dibs

I get, I get, I get, I get, I get, I get
Dang, dang, dang, dang
Who you tryin' to marry
Fancy or Lil' Kim
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I get the bag, he get the bag, she get the bag
We get the bag, makin' it stack
Needin' a boost, where you at? I'm at the top
I get the bag, he get the bag, she get the bag

We get the bag, makin' it stack
Needin' a boost, where you at? I'm at the top
Slow grind for the big bucks, can't afford to hiccup
Or slip up, my nigga, before I get zipped up

My nigga, my family tree need G's to eat
Hustle than 90 degrees, my nigga, monopoly key
My nigga, get property, grass and some trees
My nigga, mama and papa done slayed

I'm charging' a fee, my nigga, okay, I won't
Put wrongs over needs, my nigga, love over greed
My nigga, watch me succeed, my nigga, skills exceed
Outcome of rapping' with T, my nigga, I believe

System sits strong, if I ever stray away
Hope the mess is sent, short or quick, but the shit hit home
Reminisce over you, my God, my eyes
It don't differ from average or common

Learnin' to think clear, wipe out the gas or the toxins
Does the mirror really reflect somethin'? Truly the honor
Jeopardizin' a soul just to pull a few dollars
Just cause you takin' the lead don't mean they always will follow

Build a whole new regime cause M.O.B. was the motto
And I spy Benjis on the checklist, bitch
Yeah, but I get first dibs, I said I get first dibs
And I spy Benjis on the checklist, but I get first dibs

And I get, he get, she get, we get, I said I get first dibs
I said I get
I get the bag, he get the bag
She get the bag, we get the bag

Makin' it stick, needin' a boost
Where you at? I'm at the top
I get the bag, he get the bag
She get the bag, we get the bag

Makin' it stick, needin' a boost
Where you at? I'm at the top
Where are you at? And we at the top
Shout out the brothers who jostlin' on blocks

To all of my family who lost in the wind
Left the hustle, but I found it again
Grindin's unstoppable, punchin' the clock and go
I go Geronimo, I found a pot of gold

Not talkin' dollars, though, soaked up some knowledge
Let it control my road, that is your fad
Don't want no money and fame on my back
100 flowin', G invite to this rap

Takin' it slow, but I won't come in last
Savin' the pennies, it turn to a stash
Big up my people who makin' it last
Speak from the heart and I don't do no cap

Best in the city, that shit up for grabs
Chasin' the band while OG runnin' laps
I spot Benjis on the checklist
But I get first dibs

I said I get first dibs
And I spot Benjis on the checklist
But I get first dibs
I said I get, she get, he get, we get

I get first dibs
I get the bag, he get the bag, she get the bag
We get the bag, makin' it stack
Needin' a boost, where you at? I'm at the top

I'ma go retro on her, you know what I'm sayin'
You know what I'm sayin'
I'ma go retro on her, I got a little song I'ma do
Will you marry the kid

Who has some little booze
Runnin' around the crib
Askin' for the breast milk
But I get first dibs

I get, I get, I get, I get, I get, I get
Dang, dang, dang, dang
Who you tryin' to marry
Fancy or Lil' Kim
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Writer: Deloin Richmond, Jackey Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Rich x Jus.Jack
Length: 3:17
Written by: Deloin Richmond, Jackey Johnson
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