Crying Rich

This world is made for the rich
I wanna be a part of it
Might have to write a couple hits
Or marry a Kardashian
So I can wear a fire fit
On my way to conferences
So I can steal my ex's bitch
I'll treat her better, make her rich

I want the money and the money wants me
The tension that's between us, anyone can see
They say money can't buy happiness
But if I'm gonna cry, I hope I'm crying rich

Crying in my lambo
Crying in my jet
Crying in my bathroom
On my golden toilet
Crying in my birkin
Crying in my benz
Crying at the beach
On my private island

A rich man's world is what this is
So call me rich and call me "him"
Rich men are the world's winners
So call me wealthy, call me "sir"
I'll wipe my tears with Benjamins
And turn 'em into diamonds
With handkerchiefs by Saint-Laurent
And tissues from Louis Vuitton

I love the money and the money loves me too
If I'm not too happy, I'll just find someone to sue
They say money can't buy happiness
But if I'm gonna cry, I'm gonna cry rich

Crying in my rarri
Crying on my yacht
Crying on my rollie
Cause my wrist go drip drop
Crying in my mansion
My tears filling the pool
Crying in my bathtub
Made of priceless jewels

Sometimes
Life gets you down and you feel so empty
And your world feels like it's crashing down
You know what I do?
(What?)
I fill that void
I stuff it with cash
Straight stacks

Crying in my lambo
Crying in my jet
Crying in my bathroom
On my golden toilet
Crying in my rarri
Crying on my yacht
Crying on my rollie
'Cause my wrist go drip drop

They say money can't buy happiness
But if I'm gonna cry I'm gonna cry rich



Credits
Writer(s): Fiona Anderson
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