"RICH" lyrics

Mama I'm rich
Mama I'm rich
I done got blood on my hands
Count it up quick
Minus thuggin on camera
Hope he don't slip

Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up

Mama I'm rich
Mama I'm rich
I'm on that new shit
Shield my ditch
I ride around with that pool stick
If you losing yo grip

Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up

Why would I switch sides?
I knew this side would end up the rich side
Original big 9
.9 with the switch unlimited spitfire
Pop pop pop pop
We did them numbers and doubled em up
Can't let no scrub in the huddle with us
If he ain't come from the struggle with us
Came out the jungle
Juggin and juggling trauma
Ust got accustomed to commas
Clique in the cut
Came up from clutching on corners
You came up cutting the corners
Kissing a cup
Since a lil kid I was cudi
I spent my loneliness stoning
Bish wonderful and she don't even know me
Ken one of one I'm the one and the only
I hit that wap until one in the morning
My boy hit that wok and then walk with that .40
Walked on the beat and did more than them running
I up that stick and say why are you running?
My mama text and said wire me money
My boy from the muddy like mya the money
Was always the motive that I always wanted
My dream I was dreaming is finally funded now

Mama I'm rich
Mama I'm rich
I done got blood on my hands
Count it up quick
Minus thuggin on camera
Hope he don't slip

Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up

Mama I'm rich
Mama I'm rich
I'm on that new shit
Shield my ditch
I ride around with that pool stick
If you losing yo grip

Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up
Tighten up