Rich Folk lyrics
I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke
I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 I’m tryin’ to stay hood but I ain’t tryin’ to die here I need to be able to spend money without fear The kinda money I can ball for da whole year I wanna crib so big I can disappear I want da marble floors with da hangin’ chandelier I need to be able to drink yak instead of beer I don’t want a deck behind my house dog I want a peir I want a walk in closest, closet full of gear I wanna be able to buy 4 new whips every year Can’t leave da T.V. runnin’ dawg while I ain’t here I ain’t gotta worry bout da bills cus da money dere I’m trynna live like da rich folks up in here I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 When a nigga tell you he likes sellin’ dope he a damn lier Cus if he didn’t he’d sell dope for no price We just willin’ to take chances and get by Ain’t like we like to do it, we gotta sell by Cus if you don’ there’ a good chance you goin’ to die All we need is a lil money and we alright Cus most niggas just want a pie of the good life The worst feelin’ is the shit you can’ buy What’s fillet mignon when you ain’t got da money to try All dat miracle shit don’t work for my kind One thing about us we like to shine Guess you shouldn’t expect shit if you don’ wanna grind I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 Fuck hood rich, I wanna be rich for real I don’t want no gun I want a million fuckin’ dollar crib Be in mind, brand new and sittin’ on the hill Walk into my son’s room, you can’t tell if it’s mine or his I want my son to be the first one wit a wheel Send him to college and pay it up for four years Let the streets be mad and tell him he ain’t real The motherfuckers hate you when good is how you live Cus nine days broke is what da streets call real The same mother fuckers who cant pay their fuckin’ bills Take it from me bein’ broke, that ain’t trill It feels even better bein’ worth a couple mil I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74 I’m sick of this shit dawg, I’m tired of bein’ broke I wanna live like da rich folks I want da house with da big boat I wanna wake up one mornin’ and got a 74
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