Bankroll Fresh
Riggs
[Produced by D. Rich]

[Intro]
Riggs!
Riggs!
Hey Riggs, you ok?
*gunshots*

[Verse 1]
I cannot lose, and I cannot fail
I am the one, I’m a real one for real
Live every day, every day n***a kill
Get off your ass, if you don’t, n***a will
Digging these fuck n***as, chill with the steel
None of these bitch made n***as ain’t real
If they get caught, go to jail, they gon’ tell
If I get caught, I don’t tell, I post bail
Don’t run and tell and I’m serving fishscale
You know it’s the real one, you know how it smell
I’m jugging, trap n***a run through the mail
Try getting jacked by a n***a, that’s real
Then we talking label deals, mixtapes
Selling bricks to pay the bill
Smoking still, on paper still
Fuck the P.O., bitch I’ma take the pill
Fuck the paper, fuck you haters
Fuck you n***as, n***as in my lineup favored
You n***as known for telling lies and fables
I’m known for diamonds shining, blind like lasers
I’m with the bossin’, down to find a table
Philippe Chow n***a in my fable
These hoes watch a n***a like cable
I’m tryna build a mansion, five acres
[Hook]
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live

[Verse 2]
Had the Blue Rari and the blue Benz
New Cartier with the blue lens
AMG killer need the blue vans
Just last night left blue tint
New condo, I’m ‘bout to move in
Condo cost two hundred blue grand
Fruity Loops stones, I’m toucan
For one pair of shoes, spent two grand
Street Money n***a, we the new brand
Cashed out, I could’ve bought some new land
New black Rover but the coupe tan
New gold Rolex but the blue band
Blue bands busting out my True pants
I’m weighing up now n***a, who paying?
Shoot first, we ain’t worried ‘bout who else spraying
We run the game, we ain’t worried ‘bout who else playing
Came through this bitch with the top off
Finger lick the chicken n***a, hot sauce
We the only n***as still got raw
You sucker n***as still wearing knockoff
Silk Versace n***a, I can shock y’all
Got it on me now, it ain’t never off
Real A1, it ain’t never lost
I’m the real deal, them other n***as talk
[Hook]
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
I’ma put a mil in mama’s crib
Living this shit like I wanna live
Living this shit like I wanna live