[Intro: Red Cafe]
Daily beloved, we are gathered here tonight
In celebration of a new day, a new voice, a new world
[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Yeah, trick or treat, mask on its halloween
Above the clouds so im drinkin like I'm Charlie Sheen
Outfit inspired by last fashion week
Contemplatin' takin' my bitch to a brassery
After class I had to missus do my homework
While I smoked a j, then I bone her
Billion dollar dreams I'm getting closer
Politicing with my jewish friends keep it kosher
Went from poverty, to buyin' property
To having r-n-b bitches ridin' on top of me
Now the fake rap niggas is makin' a mockery
Of the culture we've built worst than a robbery
Critically acclaimed, 3 syllable name
Cleaner than mineral water in a criminal vein
Married to the game, dress her in veroan
Shake down to the casquet
[Chorus: Red Cafe]
Mom's had the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East to the west, say my name and I appear
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
A slumdog billionaire
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
All black, sipping white wine
We've been waiting for this night for a life time
You can hear the pain through the mic line
Speakin from the heart dear valentine
Slumdog fresh outta the kettle
Headed to my sweet, but the label won't pay for my dental
On the road to riches, came a long way from a demo
[?] sleepin' on me, see the stain on your pillow, uh
Somebody betta wake em, tell em where I came from
Pop's wasn't there, nigga stay caged up
I was playin toss with the neighbors, so if you see 'em
Tell 'em I dont needa favor, I'm good, (Good)
Smokin' on that good, swisher sweet no backwood
Gettin' show money, no pay stubs
I dont give a fuck in this bitch, Kanye shook?
[Chorus: Red Cafe]
Mom's had the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East to the west, say my name and I appear
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
A slumdog billionaire
[Verse 3: Nuchi]
[?] ask around the town I broke it down with the coke
Shoutout to these hatin' niggas, spread that they be knowing me
Got my [?] money up so I keep that semi close
Got the dough music, here go a deadly dose
Fish [?], fish scale all above
Fake niggas throwing salt, real niggas show in love
'Bout [?], lookin' like we hit the live
Back to back in Maseratis and them Kawasakis
Big bodies, rollin' up big blunts
Been [?] resembling the pricks [?]
[?] sticky what I call them paper plates
These faggot niggas better go and get their paper straight
Still heavy in the trap with the substance
My shoes and belt together, nigga that's sum one sprint
And even when I try to pass go
There's no way I can keep the profile low
[Chorus: Red Cafe]
Mom's had the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East to the west, say my name and I appear
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
A slumdog billionaire
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