Rich Pain

Uh, rich pain
You feel all the stress
Yeah, yeah, yeah

High city rolling up in Cali, we gon hit the streets
Break a bitch hip, smoke a wood, then I'mma go to sleep
Say you at saks, where you at, ion see you g
Drop a quick band on these bitches, these amiri jeans
I can smell a bitch from a mile, but that ain't shit to me
Fucking up the ozone with my camp, but we ain't in the trees
Wanna take a flight out to France, flying overseas
I just hear my phone ringing, put that bitch on DND
Valentino slides, ain't gon lie, I'mma lover boy
Say he accurate, but that bitch throw he like Colt McCoy
Hearing all these whispers from the back, but y'all making noise?
PPP loans, it's running out, and y'all still unemployed
I can thumb it up, with a hand, y'all need both of em
30 on the jersey, Gerald Green, throwing 4s and what
Tool on my waist, keep on sliding like I got a tummy tuck
I been saying for a minute, we chasing ms, we run it up
I can hear y'all chirping from your bed, y'all ain't close to rich
3rd grade, got suspended, shout-out that boy Mr. Lynch
Hate eating at 5 stars, yeah I hate the fish
Rather stay at home no cap, what I got in the fridge
If the price too nice, yeah that shit a lick
I been hanging round all these dawgs, call me Micheal Vick
Milds too bad for your lungs, I'mma hit my nic
Knew he was thief for a minute, he stole all the bics
Say he need a ride to the park, I can't take you there
Paranoid as fuck, eyes moving, ion mean to stare
Still in high school, making music, rookie of the year
I play nice with my cards, call it solitaire
Uh, Uh
I might need to run this back
I been spitting shit I shouldn't say, all up on this track
Stepping in shit in my shoes, now it's worth couple racks
When you getting money you ain't broke, but you feel all the stress

You feel all the stress
Rich pain
You feel all the stress
Yeah, yeah, yeah