My Riches

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches
Living every single day like it's gon' be my last day
Moving at a fast pace, even if i land in last place

Pac said, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches
And the qualities of life, coming from this broken earth
And you gotta know your worth and it could be much worst

I'm laying down, wondering how the fuck did I get here
Blank walls, empty room, I was 16 and nowhere
Isolated space, mom thinks I'm a disgrace
Like every single day trying get out this damn place
I hopped in, my wrist sore, the tightness on my ankles
Wondering what I lived for but in life I should thankful
I'd showed up, hoping to see somebody bail me out
Faces I didn't know, like please god don't fail me now
I went like 5 days straight hoping to see a face
Everyday I thought about my life and what to re-arrange
Getting up early in the morning hoping for a change
Sitting and waiting, contemplating, getting more deranged
I ain't about thise life, it just doesn't fit right
Read between the lines, just get it right
I'm cut form a different cloth, I say fuck a pinstripe
Get to know me, the real me, see in insight

Pac said, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches
Living every single day like it's gon' be my last day
Moving at a fast pace, even if i land in last place

Pac said, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches
And the qualities of life, coming from this broken earth
And you gotta know your worth and it could be much worst

I had a phonecall, everytime I tried, nobody picking up
My own fault but my mind really didn't give a fuck
I had nobody by my side, what the fucks a friend to me
My old homies telling lies, now they're just the enemies
The last day, seen my mom across the court room
She had to borrow money, pay something can't afford to
The first time was curfew, let off reconizance
With 3 years probation, caught in the wrong business
For y'all that don't know me, I'm talking 'bout the old me
Chopped with the wrong homies but then I went cold feet
Escaped a deadbeat path, they said I was a prospect
Nothing can set me back, and i ain't even stop yet
Everybody has a story I'm telling mine
The realest mothafuckers will recognize that I never fell aside
The industry devil that wants your soul but I'm never selling mine
It's not for sale, even i fail, this time is all i got for real

Rapidly starting growing, turned over a new leaf
Ignoring the past, fuck them birds saying they knew me
My ex bitch said I need a job that pays by the hour
That I'm a coward, and she needs support from the dollar
But my goals are wat too deep
Ain't got the time for you no ambition ass hoes acting bougie
Yesterday I ain't miss, picasso, I paint this
A real artist working hard with qualities of greatness

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches

I said ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches (yeah)