Richard Millie

Richard Millie
I want Richard Millie
I need Richard Millie on the wrist
Broke niggas use to fantasize how to make it all make sense huh
Time get spent huh
Still ain't shit huh
Cash don't make no man, That's how it is

Niggas in love with the money
That got me feeling away
Tell me why They so confused
They keep themselves in them away
Everybody not a nice guy
The money influence some things
Fake niggas use to be real
I wonder what's making them change
You did a lot for the spot shit you will never accept
If we learned all your secrets things you will forever regret
We put in the work for the fam my mama put it in my hand
Learned how to be a man
Spread money across the land yea
Richard Millie on the wrist
They mad when I keep my hands up
Black man getting rich
They mad cuz they really can't stand us
I'm just warning all my brothers
They just want us undercover
Yea they want us in a gutter
Tried to teach us as a sucker

Richard Millie
I want Richard Millie
I need Richard Millie on the wrist
Broke niggas use to fantasize how to make it all make sense
Time get spent huh
Still ain't shit huh
Cash don't make no man
That's how it is

Rich niggas think they better then most
I'm tired of flying they put me in Coach
My shawty is cold I'm grinding for coats
It get hot in the summer but nigggas is cold
Richard Millie gotta watch niggas
The money gonna make you a target
Hate in your heart got me tucking a 40
They rather stop the grind than support it
Racks
I think it's money over all
I think that money overall never really stopped a nigga from nothing yea
Broke niggas wanna be rich and these rich niggas wanna be happy
Don't nobody know that money a drug I see you niggas just relapsing

Richard Millie
I want Richard Millie
I need Richard Millie on the wrist
Broke niggas use to fantasize how to make it all make sense
Time get spent huh
Still ain't shit huh
Cash don't make no man, That's how it is



Credits
Writer(s): Ismail Shabazz
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