Rich
Like, bro i just got my first chain and I didn't even...
I didn't even buy my first chain
My wife brought that shit for me
My First EPiC chain, my wife bought that shit
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
If I was rich
I be going all in
Plane mode, Everybody calling
I don't wanna hang with the gang
I don't wanna play ball
Bitch I'm tryna be balling
I done took a whole lot of losses
Cost me all my precious fucking time
On the climb
Make it seem I'm fine
But my card gone decline
If I swipe
What if we switch up our lives
Gimme a million or five
No, gimme a billion or nine
And you be currency deprived bro
You can't live this life of mine bro
Gotta keep it cool and drive slow
Gotta watch out for Five-Oh
Cuz I've been down too many times Moe
I'm not regretting a thing
I'm just creating a space
Watching my pace
Imma be patient and wait
One day they'll remember my face
Nigga WAIT
I let 'em flex in my face
I kept the humblest state
Nigga WAIT
Y'all gotta let me be great
I stayed the 'F' in my place
Set the shit straight
I ain't ever had shit
Head case? Nah, nigga I'm a basket
Y'all mad? I done blew a fucking gasket
Started a disaster, shit's getting drastic
Talking that cash shit will get you ass kicked
That "I'm good, hood pass" shit
We stopped that shit last year
'Cause you ain't drop no cash here
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
If I was rich
I was tryna make a million off of rapping (offa rapping)
I remember writing verses on a napkin (onna napkin)
Now all these niggas in Atlanta swear they got some fucking talent
And I just feel like I'm just stuck in fucking traffic (traaaafiiiiccc)
I ain't hating man
That's just my opinion, how I'm feeling
I can't listen to your shit, its not appealing
I don't feel it (oh naw naw)
I be look at these niggas purchases like "Boy, Oh really?
Spent a hundred on some jewel but you ain't did shit for your children?" (Oh No!)
Niggas asking for a session but won't pay for engineering
Sent that clip, it's 30 seconds
It ain't money, I don't hear you
I preset 90% of all the shit that y'all be hearing
I'm the new industry standard
It ain't me they ain't gone clear it
I worked hard for this
I put my all into this
Boy, I deserve to be rich
Crazy thing is, before you listened to this
You hadn't heard of my shit
Fuck it
I don't give a fuck about a whip
I don't give a fuck about a crib
I just want enough out of this shit to show my kid
Daddy didn't hustle every day only to quit
Yeah
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
If I was rich
I didn't even buy my first chain
My wife brought that shit for me
My First EPiC chain, my wife bought that shit
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
If I was rich
I be going all in
Plane mode, Everybody calling
I don't wanna hang with the gang
I don't wanna play ball
Bitch I'm tryna be balling
I done took a whole lot of losses
Cost me all my precious fucking time
On the climb
Make it seem I'm fine
But my card gone decline
If I swipe
What if we switch up our lives
Gimme a million or five
No, gimme a billion or nine
And you be currency deprived bro
You can't live this life of mine bro
Gotta keep it cool and drive slow
Gotta watch out for Five-Oh
Cuz I've been down too many times Moe
I'm not regretting a thing
I'm just creating a space
Watching my pace
Imma be patient and wait
One day they'll remember my face
Nigga WAIT
I let 'em flex in my face
I kept the humblest state
Nigga WAIT
Y'all gotta let me be great
I stayed the 'F' in my place
Set the shit straight
I ain't ever had shit
Head case? Nah, nigga I'm a basket
Y'all mad? I done blew a fucking gasket
Started a disaster, shit's getting drastic
Talking that cash shit will get you ass kicked
That "I'm good, hood pass" shit
We stopped that shit last year
'Cause you ain't drop no cash here
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
If I was rich
I was tryna make a million off of rapping (offa rapping)
I remember writing verses on a napkin (onna napkin)
Now all these niggas in Atlanta swear they got some fucking talent
And I just feel like I'm just stuck in fucking traffic (traaaafiiiiccc)
I ain't hating man
That's just my opinion, how I'm feeling
I can't listen to your shit, its not appealing
I don't feel it (oh naw naw)
I be look at these niggas purchases like "Boy, Oh really?
Spent a hundred on some jewel but you ain't did shit for your children?" (Oh No!)
Niggas asking for a session but won't pay for engineering
Sent that clip, it's 30 seconds
It ain't money, I don't hear you
I preset 90% of all the shit that y'all be hearing
I'm the new industry standard
It ain't me they ain't gone clear it
I worked hard for this
I put my all into this
Boy, I deserve to be rich
Crazy thing is, before you listened to this
You hadn't heard of my shit
Fuck it
I don't give a fuck about a whip
I don't give a fuck about a crib
I just want enough out of this shit to show my kid
Daddy didn't hustle every day only to quit
Yeah
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
Boy I wish
I was rich
I'd have more foreign cars than a bitch
I put up a whole Billy for my kid
Spend a couple million on my momma crib
Boy I wish
We could switch
I'd be rich
I'd show other niggas how to get this shit
I'd teach everybody how to make it flip
Everybody on my team gone get a split
If I was rich
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Writer(s): Maurice Davis
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