Rich Niggaz

[Intro] Ayo Ayo Ayo, ah Ayo, ah Ayo Ayo Ayo, ah Yeah [Verse 1] I hate rich niggas, god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot, damn it Who you had to kill? Who you had to rob? Who you had to fuck Just to make it to the top, damn it? Or maybe that's daddy money; escalator, no ladder money Escalade, new Caddy money Worst fear - goin' broke, 'cause I'm bad with money Crooked smile nigga, momma never had the money, damn I ain't trippin' Nigga Jordan, I ain't Pippen, yeah Up the steps, I ain't slippin', tears Blood, sweat, and I ain't crippin', here's A song you can sing along wit' When you down on some let you know you ain't alone shit When your momma ain't at home 'cause she got a second job Deliverin' pizzas, you think she out there gettin' robbed Please God, watch her, I know how niggas do Half cracker but a nigga too Talkin' all that shit 'bout your step-pops How he was a dog, now look at you I ain't bad as that nigga, plus dawg I'm a grown man now, I ain't mad at that nigga But if a plane crashed and it only killed his lame ass I'd be glad it's that nigga, nigga Did Kay dirty, now it's back to broke Refund checks, used that to float Momma gets depressed, falls in love with the next maniac On crack, use that to cope Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope Writin' rhymes, try and bring back the hope Tried to ride the storm out and crashed the boat Coulda drowned, but I grabbed the rope [Pre-Chorus] And there go you And there go you And there go you Sellin' me dreams and tellin' me things you knew And there go you And there go you And there go you Sellin' me dreams and tellin' me things you knew Sing [Chorus] You got what I want I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" You got what I want I got what you need (Yeah) "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" (Yeah) [Verse 2] I hate rich niggas, god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot, damn it Niggas can't front on the flows you got But e'ry fuckin' verse how much dough you got Homie, don't quit now Hear my shit, you try switch now Know you felt the shit just now Know you felt the shit just now, ha Ain't there more to you? Don't it ever get borin' to you? I realize deep down you a coward gettin' high off of power Fuck it more to you, saw through you And it made me ashamed that I played the game Not for mo' money like Damon Wayans Wanted the respect, but it came with fame I just wanted love, but this ain't the same I took a train down memory lane and watched lil Jermaine Do his thang before he made a name It's like Sony signed Basquiat, he gave it all he got And now the nigga don't paint the same, damn I guess he can't complain All the money that be rainin' in Spend a hundred thou' for the chain again Think of old-school niggas like Dana Dane Prolly kill for another claim to fame, my brain just sayin' "Yeah, nigga, least he ain't insane Least he ain't insane" You ain't crazy, ma'fucker, you just 'fraid of change, ayy That's new Maybe that's true But listen here, I got a bigger fear: One day that I become you when I become lost And I become heartless And numb from all the ménages Just one bitch don't feel the same no more And Henny don't really kill the pain no more Now, I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain 'Cause I can't maintain no more Tad bit extreme, I know Money can't save your soul [Pre-Chorus] But there go you There go you There go you Sellin' me dreams and tellin' me things you knew And there go you And there go you And there go you Sellin' me dreams and tellin' me things you knew Sing [Chorus] You got what I want I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" You got what I want I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" [Outro] "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?"