Rich Niggaz Lyrics

J. Cole

[Intro]
Ey yo, ey yo, ey yo uh, ey yo uh
Ey yo, ey yo, ey yo uh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I hate rich n*ggas 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*ck 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 n*gga momma never had the money damn
I ain't trippin' a n*gga 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 sh*t
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 n*ggas do
Half cracker but a n*gga too.
Talking all that sh*t 'bout your step-pops
How he was a dog now look at you
I ain't bad as that n*gga, plus dawg I'm a grown man now
I ain't mad at that n*gga
But if a plane crashed and only it killed his lame ass
I'd be glad as that n*gga
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 n*gga 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 n*ggas goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
N*ggas can't front on the flows you got
But every f*cking verse how much dough you got
Homie, don't quit now, hear my sh*t and try to switch now.
Know you felt the sh*t just now, know you felt the sh*t 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*ck 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
Its like Sony signed Basquiat
He gave it all he got, now the n*gga 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 n*ggas like Dana Dane
Probably kill for another claim to fame
My brain the same, yeah n*gga at least he ain't insane.
At least he ain't insane.
You ain't crazy motherf*cker 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 Me'nages
Just one b*tch 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

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