Already Rich

Sometimes I wanna quit, sometimes I feel that's it
Sometimes I'm like, "Yo, fuck this rap shit"
'Cause I'm already rich
('Cause I'm already rich)

Sometimes I wanna quit, sometimes I feel that's it
Sometimes I'm like, "Yo, fuck this rap shit, I'm about to flip" (flip)
Sometimes I wanna dip from being me just for a sec
Help myself get out this bitch, then I think I'm already rich
I'm already rich
I got everything I need
Every night I go to sleep, then I wake up and repeat
It's not just about the G's, see, I'm already rich

They say I'm a dope rapper
You making paper off that shit?
A bit, but it don't matter
I'm already rich, wealth to me is what my soul's after
And that to me is keeping a perfect circle that's a protractor
Uh, they say "You next and you up, bro"
I'ma stick a knife to your neck 'cause I'm cutthroat
Coming with the flex but with friends that I love though
If you feel depressed send a text and I'll come over

(All around me) that's the shit we do for another
For my crew, for my brothers
For my boo, for my mother
If they hungry break bread give 'em food, give 'em supper
(You already said that on my table)
Well that's truth you a sucker, so stop talking about material things
At the end of every sentence like a period is

Look at your friends appreciate 'em and just cherish the shit
Before you perish, cut the strings, no marionettes
Course we want the bread with the butter
Use that shit to end someone's hunger or a friend if she suffers
Green is great, but I be reppin' every color
See respecting each other is a wealth undiscovered, like

Sometimes I wanna quit, sometimes I feel that's it
Sometimes I'm like, "Yo, fuck this rap shit, I'm about to flip" (flip)
Sometimes I wanna dip from being me just for a sec
Help myself get out this bitch, then I think I'm already rich
I'm already rich
I got everything I need
Every night I go to sleep then I wake up and repeat
It's not just about the G's, see, I'm already rich

Uh, no need to be a king to think royal
Don't believe me, then you must be smoking shit from tinfoil
Money don't make me rich, I'll rub that in like it was mink oil
Lost a couple friends, but they were suckers they were disloyal
Uh, now we see how they hate
See my bitch smoke weed just to weed out the fakes
Fuck you to your face, no need to fucking bleep what I say
Yeah, capisce? Yeah, okay
I'm a beast in a cage

Ay, too many rappers that be money-obnoxious
Nowadays I call 'em mufflers, y'all be fucking exhausting
You only say that 'cause you broke, no that ain't one of my problems
I'm just airing 'em out though as if I'm done with my laundry
Look, it's funny they got money but make poor decisions (poor)
They ain't your buddies they be scummy with a corporate interest (real)

Wealth is to be a pillar in our community
Foot in the door while I look out the window of opportunity
Shit, some people I know happy collecting food stamps
While the rich get a kick out of it like a shoe rack
Jokes on you, you never getting your crew back
'Cause cash rules everything around 'em, Wu Tang

(Sometimes I wanna quit, sometimes I feel that's it)
(Sometimes I'm like, "Yo, fuck this rap shit, I'm about to flip")
(Sometimes I wanna dip from being me just for a sec)
(Help myself get out this bitch, then I think I'm already rich)



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Tonino, Nathan Lee Butcher
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