White Forces, with em White Laces Dreams of touching green, Wanted Blue Faces Tired of school, Thought that shit was basic Chose a different route, now he feel amazing Hop off the porch, Rico going ghost Feel like Money Mitch, man let’s make a toast Lil thing of ours, never goin broke (Never goin broke) Face it, Rico, grew up kinda poor Not starving, but his hunger starting to show Class ain’t gettin him paid, strange fruit starting to grow Counselor Tol him, He was doin the most Outside like he work full time His hustle on from 9-9 Pops used to trap back in ‘99 Mom Tol em make it home before dinner time Rico hung around all the older guys Let em roll one from time to time, Taught em how to sell, taught em how to grind When it came to it, They taught him how shine Copped his first whip, Copped another chain Coupe de ville chillin, nothing was the same Learned how to mack, now he spittin game Got em girls with em, they love to give ‘em brain Yeah, he countin racks, now he ballin out Prolly buy the mall when he poppin out Bought a Birkin bag for his baby, And she love it, there ain’t no mo stoppin now Fell for the rush, was it love or lust? Did he want some mo or did he have enough? Big motion Rico had to double up, Cuz his girl called, said they having a son (damn) White Forces, with em White Laces Dreams of touching green, wanted blue faces tired of school, thought that shit was basic Chose a different route, now he feel amazing Hop off the porch, Rico going ghost Feel like Money Mitch, man let’s make a toast Lil thing of ours, never goin broke (Never goin broke) Rico stressing, baby on the way His girl said he ain’t got time to play His homie’s locked up, feds did a raid Rico gotta pivot, like he in the paint Go legit, maybe make some change Might start a business, hustlin just the same Rico don’t know, so he start to pray Gave his caddy back, save for rainy days Fast lane living, he ain’t tryna switch lanes Shit run through his veins, he addicted to the game Copped another *breath*, and he flipped his lil change Copped an impala, like Rico bumpin Tame Rico a new person, wit the same ol mistakes Fell in love with the hustle, and his girl couldn’t stay Nah his girl couldn’t stay Feds did another sweep, Rico caught a case (damn) White Forces, with em White Laces Dreams of touching green, Wanted Blue Faces Tired of school, Thought that shit was basic Chose a different route, now he feel amazing Hop off the porch, Rico going ghost Feel like Money Mitch, man let’s make a toast Lil thing of ours, never goin broke (Never goin broke)