Rich Rich

Yuhh yuh, aye Aye, aye Aye, don't want fame Yeah, said I don't want fame (Nah) Yeah I don't wan't fame (Nah) Nah, aye Don't want fame, man I'm trying to be rich, rich Now I'm the game, getting buckets like swish, swish Chicks want my lovey-dovey, yeah they want a kiss, kiss Every track I make straight flames, they just hits, hits I just hope this yo' jam Do you think this dope, if so, do yo' dance (Do yo' dance) Go and throw up yo hands Two-step, milly rock, do the running man Aye, hey, I need a bag If you don't take the risk, you miss the chance You miss the cash What I look like if I don't go out and get it I don't need the limelight, I just need me some lettuce, ayy (Aye) I want a check, maybe two I really been working, just grinding nonstop '22 Oh yeah the work should show because my music sounding great Yeah the young god was born October 4th, '98 I'm going crazy now Started a decade ago and ima go a decade bound I ain't gonna stop (Stop) I ain't gonna quit (Quit) But one thing I'll do is go and buy my parents crib (Parents crib) They deserve that type of love They be up at my shows, singing my songs and turning up When I get that world tour they gon' be first seated Ima go and get my money, don't want fame, I don't need it Don't want fame, man I'm trying to be rich, rich Now I'm the game, getting buckets like swish, swish Chicks want my lovey-dovey, yeah they want a kiss, kiss Every track I make straight flames, they just hits, hits I just hope this yo' jam Do you think this dope, if so, do yo' dance (Do yo' dance) Go and throw up yo hands Two-step, milly rock, do the running man