ClassikMussik - Rich Man Poor Man Lyrics

I
Been a young throwed ass nigga
Cold ass nigga
About dough ass nigga
I ran it up
From the floor ass nigga
Spend alot of life
On go ass nigga
Used to be poor ass nigga
Now I'm rocking diamonds & the gold ass nigga
Got it right beside me let it blow ass nigga
Keep it on conciment for you hoe ass
Shit sad oh low ass nigga
Hustle all your life cant go ass nigga
Hating know you wrong
Nigga threw you a bone
F*cked around did the dope ass nigga
Slow ass joke ass broke ass nigga
I do not f*ck with yo ass nigga
Mad
Hating ass
Keeping score ass nigga
Dontt call my phone
Im counting my digits
Yea

I dont wanna to chill
Id rather be rich
I dont wanna be lit
I'd rather be rich
Don't want to be around the fake love
I'd rather be rich
I rather be sitting with my bad bitch
Counting up

Oh yeah
I
Been swole knot ass nigga
Really from the block ass
Want alot ass nigga
Always kept it going
Never stop ass nigga
Do it for the fam
To the top ass nigga
Used to keep loud
Had to stop ass nigga
Bend the corner watching for the cop ass nigga
I be having dreams of me living like a king
Family dinner on a yacht ass nigga
Name whole weight Like a sock ass nigga
Back me in a corner ima pop ass nigga
Never turn just to earn for the guap ass nigga
Stand up from the top ass nigga
We ain't none alike you a op ass nigga
When shit get hard yall stop ass niggas
Don't call my phone
Just leave me alone
Im counting my digits
Yea yea

I dont wanna to chill
I'd rather be rich
I dont wanna be lit
I'd rather be rich
Dont want to be around the fake love
I'd rather be rich
I rather be sitting with my bad bitch
Counting up

Oh yea
Me and a bad bitch
Getting to the money oh yea
And I dont owe a nigga nothing
Nigga cut it up by my self
Some say I'm wrong then a bitch
Hit my phone issa a miss
Wasnt involved in the risk
I dont need no help dissolving chips
You was lost in the midst
Need something naw I ain't got shit
I stayed looking out for you niggas why
Now I'm counting with me
And myself and I
My nigga struggs
Say yall niggas wookie
Make a nigga nod his head with the uzi
Naw I ain't tryna f*ck I'm cooling
You a broke bitch I cant touch you excuse me
Dont call my phone
Just leave me alone
Im counting my digits
Im fooling

I dont wanna to chill
I'd rather be rich
I dont wanna be lit
I'd rather be rich
Dont want to be around the fake love
I'd rather be rich
I rather be sitting with my bad bitch
Counting up