Rarri – A-Reece

Wake up in the morning thanking God for everything
I ain’t broke, I wouldn’t want it any other way
Look at all this money, oh my God I’m hella paid
Imma keep stacking it up, too much ain’t enough and

I want a Rarri (yeah, yeah)
I wants a Rarri (yea, yeah)
I want a Rarri (yeah, yeah)
I wants a Rarri (yea, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)

I’m rollin’ 5 a day
And I stay wide awake
But wake up any time of day
Nigga a lot has changed, nigga a lot has changed
Nigga a lot of changed
Chuck up a deuce to these hoes they Medusa
And what’s on my mind’s the cake
I move in silence yeah
Khale ke bolaya span’ yeah
I never flew in a private jet
I know it’s all about timing yeah
That’s why I’m talking to God I say
“I want the money and not the fame”
Keep it one hundred I’ve got the faith
Keep it one hundred I’ve got the faith

Wake up in the morning thanking God for everything
I ain’t broke, I wouldn’t want it any other way
Look at all this money, oh my God I’m hella paid
Imma keep stacking it up, too much ain’t enough and

I want a Rarri (yeah, yeah)
I wants a Rarri (yea, yeah)
I want a Rarri (yeah, yeah)
I wants a Rarri (yea, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)
Brand new Ferrari (yeah, yeah)