[Intro:]

Ey yo, ey yo, ey yo uh, ey yo uh

Ey yo, ey yo, ey yo uh

Yeah

[Verse 1:]

I hate rich niggas goddammit

Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit

Who you had to kill, who you had to rob

Who you had to F*** just to make it to the top dammit.

Or maybe that's daddy money, escalator no ladder money

Escalating new caddy money

Worst fear going broke cause I'm bad with money.

Crookest smile nigga momma never had the money damn

I ain't trippin' a nigga Jordan I ain't Pippen yeah

Up the steps I ain't slippin'

Tears blood sweat I ain't crippled

Here's a song you can sing along with 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

Delivering pizzas, you think she out there getting robbed

Please God watch her I know how niggas do

Half cracker but a nigga too.

Talking 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 only it killed his lame ass

I'd be glad as that nigga

Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke

Refund check she used that to float.

Momma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniac

On crack used that to cope.

Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope

Writing rhymes tryna bring back the hope

Try to ride the storm out and crash the boat

Could have drowned but I grabbed the rope

And there go you, and there go you, and there go you

Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew

And there go you, and there go you, and there go you

Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew

Said,

[Hook: x2]

You got what I want

I got what you need

How much for your soul and uh

How much for your soul and uh

[Verse 2:]

I hate rich niggas goddammit

Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit

Niggas can't front on the flows you got

But every F***ing verse how much dough you got

Homie, don't quit now, hear my shit and try to switch now.

Know you felt the shit just now, know you felt the shit just now

Ain't it more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you?

I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power

F*** it, more to you.

So I threw you and it made me ashamed that I played the game

Not for more money like Damon Wayons

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 little Jermaine do his thang before he made a name

It's like Sony signed Basquiat

He gave it all he got, now the nigga don't paint the same.

I guess he can't complain

All the money that be raining in

Spend a hundred thou for the chain again

Thinking old school niggas like Dana Dane

Probably kill for another claim to fame

My brain the same, yeah nigga at least he ain't insane.

At least he ain't insane.

You ain't crazy motherF***er you just afraid of change.

That's new, maybe that's true

But listen here, I got a bigger fear

Of one day that I become you.

And 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.

But there go you, there go you, there go you

Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew

And there go you, and there go you, and there go you

Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew

[Hook: x2]

You got what I want

I got what you need

How much for your soul and uh

How much for your soul and uh