Lyrics:
be where a boss be
You can't see, I think you lost me and that is costly
They asking what it cost me
I thought rich, worked hard, never switched
On god
gun tucked, heat beamin’ by the weekend
Every season growin’ colder that’s for certain, you know
Plus my lil’ brother still stressin’ over his mother
Lyrics translated by HIPHOPLE.com
You know we don't fuckin' sell our cake
Yeah
Gang
Nigga
Bitch, I'm really rich
Yeah, hold on
Bitch, I'm really
Talkin 400 streams to the dollar, but holla, you messed up
Thats why you might see me dressed up
Somewhere gettin flexed up
All my shit is for retail, you
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was
You can call me Roddy but not rich yah
You can say I'm Roddy but not rich yah
You can call me Roddy but not rich yah
You can say I'm Roddy but not
of prison
Rich nigga shit, bitch, I make all the decisions
Yeah, yeah
Come on, P (player)
Two-tone Skydweller, don't play with me (two-tone)
Dracos,
When the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
pawned
The factor max that proved the fact is melted down
Woven on the edging of my pillow
And my brother lays upon the rocks
He could be dead, he
pawned
The factor max that proved the fact is melted down
Woven on the edging of my pillow
And my brother lays upon the rocks
He could be dead, he
pawned
The factor max that proved the fact is melted down
Woven on the edging of my pillow
And my brother lays upon the rocks
He could be dead, he
the fuck he's goin' on about, but he didn't really deserve it.All he's trying to do is relay a message from me to you, right? And he went the wrong way about
pipe me (if he wanna pipe me)
Brand new AP, got the right timing (got the right timing)
You can get it when I hear the register ching-ching (ayy, ayy,
man you're
Talking about me
He's got his treasure in the bank
But I've got you and I'm so thankful
Oh well it's good to be rich like
Oh well I'd rather
the game like Madden (Madden)
Money fucking do a backflip (rich)
Ride around with a dumb bitch (what)
They hating on me 'cause I'm dumb rich (rich)
It's
on Fear Factor, it's me I'm the factor, so tell me boy who you really after?
If the bitch bad I might shack her, but she ain't getting pampered, one bad
you see him
Now look at that young nigga can't
Catch him with no new friends
Now look at that young nigga he ain't gave
Me the whole way back in the day
nah
I got seven bitches with me, Kaepernick
Yeah, R.I.P. Nipsey, I can tell you how they get rich
I can tell you how to die or how to live in this
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
by Upton Sinclair, you'll see what I'm saying
You don't have to be black to be poor and oppressed
Just like there are rich black people profiting off
him at a winter party (Party)
I saw him and I know he saw me (Saw me)
He was by himself didn't roll with an army
He was staring at me kind of oddly
Everybody on the lean
But ain't got not shoulder to lean
On
Still the hnic
I know you wish you was me
I rather be rich
I rather be rich
I rather be rich
I
his boys last
He always doing 100 dash
RICH RICH
RICH NOOKIE HUH
RICH RICH
RICH NOOKIE HUH
RICH RICH
RICH NOOKIE HUH
GIRL YOU GOT SOME
MEAN
CLEAN
RICH
girl)
I would prolly get a rich boy too (Uh, huh)
So let me ask you some' (What?)
What can you do for me, baby? (Uh)
Can you buy me bundles, brand new
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