Lyrics:
I'm rich, they be screamin' Rittz when I'm on stage,
Let me get a Chip and Dale show
Got real dough, 18 karats on my deed, I see my future clear
Yeah, y'all already know,
When I walk the f-ck back
You can't act like that ain't the flyest thing you
ever seen in your whole entire muthaf-ckin
Snoop Dogg, he do not lose
The homie built a new franchise, needed one million, so I dropped two
Showed the nigga what the guap do
When I stop through
batman rims,
Jump out, girls like damn that's them?
Drop dead coupe, drop top benz,
Me and your friends, can all be friends,
Walk through the club,
You know my name is Rich
I'll be yo homie like Quan
You know I got yo back
Like the V on the back of V lone
The only reason I fuck
Cause You trust
to looking…at me like you stupid
The opposite of NO
My new whip and them 22’s make ya shoe fit
The opposite of NO
I am R (Rich Homie) H, (Quan) Q
The opposite
let the thing go bust it
Put a whole clip through your Kangol cousin
Now your homie don't like it but he can't do nothing
Came through busting, I
where he at, I'm finna go and stuff some crack and that
Big homie knew I had it on my mind
He ain't like it but it's right that run it through my
where he at, I'm finna go and stuff some crack and that
Big homie knew I had it on my mind
He ain't like it but it's right that run it through my
ready to throwdown?
Yes we are!
Well, get on down like your 'posed to
and give a loc a little dap when he walks through
Verse 1:
If there be a dope beat
and a dream
Just a dollar and a dream
Cole
Walk with a nigga, I give you my pain
So much on my mind I wonder how it fit in my brain
Scattered thoughts,
gettin' money (gettin' money)
Sold out shows, for Rich Homie (Quan)
Nigga, ask your ho, she know me
She was at my-
Penthouse up by the lake
Slick
Used to get 'em by the hundreds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick
You Know What It Is
I can't even lie
have it your way
You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day
Bullet with your name, sending it your way
That goes for anyone who walks through that
niggas can't fuck with Chuck
I'm a Compton nigga and I don't give a fuck
Nigga walk around with that pistol tucked
I do drive-by's out a Bentley truck
did you disobey the first commandment
Walk through the valley I feel no pestilence
God is my witness and he is my evidence
Lift up mine eyes from
I done, uh, ha, huh (ayy)
London on da track, bitch (my lifestyle)
Ayy, Rich Homie, Thugger Thugger in this motherfucker (ye)
Rich Homie, Thugger
Birdman, my man
Two words: Rich Gang
YSL Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life aye
Try anyone of us you'll lose your life play
With these big dogs better have
like you in love
Stunting like you all thug
We was switching numbers
She looking at you and I walk by
You turn your head, she wink her eye
I can't help
Face a trouble everyday
Trying to walk away from a life of sorrow
It's a struggle everyday
Trying not to rob G's, still I borrow
I need
As I walk through the valley of my shadows of shame
I'm growing older day by day and realize shit ain't a game
Homie rich is takin' over, I'm still
People jeffin' my checks be nice sums
By the way the way that I talk you can guess where I'm from
Kansas City, yeah! Kansas City, yeah!
Kansas
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
I don't go
Then I feel bad when I stay home
'Cause I need a friend when I take a walk
I like spacin' out when somebody talks
I wanna be rich, but
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