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Lil $ensei - White on Rice lyrics

Artist: Lil $ensei

album: White on Rice


Money on me like
Money on me like
Money on me like
Money on me like
Money on me like white on rice
Green stack wit a thick blue stripe
I need that in my zone
Blunt smoke cologne yeah
Pull up like a chef got the recipe
Best dressed no stress on me
Compared to the rest they can rest in piece
All bets on me
Money on me like white on rice
Green stack wit a thick blue stripe
Vice grip on the win precise
Tryna find light in a dark paradise
In my zone
I don't plan to struggle no more
Tryna face the world unknown
I don't plan to struggle no more
Pull up I been working
On a different wave length
I been surfing
Imma stone cold cold cut going ham now
Did it on my own now fuck a hand out
Tryna cop a new whip and I'm talking foreign
You been on the same shit and it's boring
When a nigga acting salty call him Morton
Hot nigga I been shining since the morning
Yuh
Started broke
Money grows
Rode that flow like motor boat
Told them yo
Watch me go
I'm feeling unstoppable
They never understood how they ended up behind me
Peaking mountains years ago
These niggas stuck on climbing
I already told you I gotta chase that paycheck
I'm tryna live like a vacation
Make that
Dollar by dollar
Could never waste that hate that
Hunger for bread I gotta taste that aye
Run it back
Make sure that the numbers match
Bands gon' snap and asses clap
I power up like thunder cat
Money on me like white on rice
Green stack wit a thick blue stripe
I need that in my zone
Blunt smoke cologne yeah
Pull up like a chef got the recipe
Best dressed no stress on me
Compared to the rest they can rest in piece
All bets on me
I wish you knew where I'm coming from
Too many truth's that I'm running from
One on one feel I can't lose
Whats done is done
You barely keep up with them fools you a dummy son
Honey I can't quite explain how I feel
Don't open up much and struggle to heal
Money in hand like I'm making a steal
And I'm doing my part till my heart end up still
Look to the past
Used to cook with the swag
Got the recipe for cash in the book with the math
Don't subtract only add
I been hooked on it bad
And you would if you could but look good in the back
Hollywood niggas wanna act like a fool
Thought he wasn't bitter wasn't factually true
See me doing better as I casually do
And the main difference is
Is I actually move
I don't gotta hate cause I feel too great
These days I be out too late
Dealing with a lot of niggas doubting what I say
No need for shouting that I been about the pay
Been around the block
It's just another day
Get to where I'm going even if they block the way
Catch me building up
It's a temple minded state
And I'm tryna find peace but I'm caught in my ways
Money on me like white on rice
Green stack wit a thick blue stripe
I need that in my zone
Blunt smoke cologne yeah
Pull up like a chef got the recipe
Best dressed no stress on me
Compared to the rest they can rest in piece
All bets on me
Money on me like white on rice
Green stack wit a thick blue stripe
Vice grip on the win precise
Tryna find light in a dark paradise
In my zone
I don't plan to struggle no more
Tryna face the world unknown
I don't plan to struggle no more

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