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Intro: Nico Spring
And I'm rockin' a button up
Chorus: Nico Spring
Yeah, I'm tryna get rich dawg
Workin' hard for the fame
You ain't tryna do shit dawg
You just tryna do the same thing
You ain't tellin' me shit dawg
You just tryna make me do the same
I ain't bout that life dawg
I'ma do things my way
You ain't bout this life dawg
I'ma do things my way
You ain't bout this life dawg
I'ma do things my way
Yeah, I'm tryna get rich dawg
Workin' hard for the fame
You ain't tryna do shit dawg
You just tryna do the same thing
Verse 1: Nico Spring
My album jus been like
Where the fuck you been at
Shit's always my fault
Save the best for last
Crank it up two times
Turn it down if you lame
Pour up another one
Put the fire to the flame
Kill it if you wanna cousin
I got flows by the dozen
I wouldn't say you dope if you wasn't
I'm the one with the music bumpin
And thеse hoes still wanna hate
But thеse dimes still wanna stay
Over at my place
Wake up, do it all again
Music is my everything
Talkin bout it is your game
Think I ain't fuckin' catch on
Every day you wakin' up late
I'm fixin' my plate
Tryna make it out of this place
That you call great
Chorus: Nico Spring
Yeah, I'm tryna get rich dawg
Workin' hard for the fame
You ain't tryna do shit dawg
You just tryna do the same thing
You ain't tellin' me shit dawg
You just tryna make me do the same
I ain't bout that life dawg
I'ma do things my way
You ain't bout this life dawg
I'ma do things my way
You ain't bout this life dawg
I'ma do things my way
Yeah, I'm tryna get rich dawg
Workin' hard for the fame
You ain't tryna do shit dawg
You just tryna do the same thing
Verse 2: Nico Spring
Y'all done hated on me
Way before the CD
I don't give no fucks
Free Gucci and BG
C-Murder told me
Keep it trill when I was 13
R.I.P. Pimp C
Shouts out to Bun B
I'm jus tryn live it up
Who the fuck are you to tell me
Shit about my life
When you don't even fuck with me
Shit, listen how it sound dawg
I don't even be around y'all
You's a motherfuckin' clown dawg
Nico Spring put it down dawg
What you gon' be mane
Shit seems hella lonely mane
Shit seem hella phony mane
Fuckboy never like me mane
Fuckboy never try me mane
Music is my ID mane
Music is all I need mane
Tryna get rich, workin' hard for the fame
Chorus: Nico Spring
You trying to get rich dawg
Workin' hard for the fame
You ain't tryna do shit dawg
You just tryna do the same thing
You ain't telling me shit dawg
You just tryna make me do the same
I'ain't bout that life dawg
Ima do things ma way
You ain't bout this life dawg
Imma do things ma way
You ain't bout this life dawg
Imma do things ma way
You ain't tryna do shit dawg
You just tryna do the same thing
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