waldo - rich without money lyrics
[intro]
undistracted in a room full of distractions
overseas while you was on campus
the women there love my accent
i was cursin’ and saggin’, livin’ a dream (dream, dream)
i rock a show in pyjamas…
[verse]
cause i don’t give a f-ck, never will
that’s just kamron city grammar (yup!)
you can get in touch with the hammer
i’m that flower that blossomed from the concrete
rapped on all them sango beats, but you not me, no name
carve your own lane, don’t just copy
no features, i’m professional, not c-cky
before the set, need a blunt rolled
and some hot tea
at the griffins’ game, cause white b-tches love hockey
and black niggas, yup i’m that, nigga
i don’t know what else to tell you
them haters is haters, the hate really help you
depend on no-one cause them someones could fail you
independent, ain’t nothin’ niggas can tell you
money gettin’, just to get it
well, you nailed it
rich without money, my nigga
but we still gon’ get it!
told you i get it, i get it
yup, god is my witness
i am not dumb, got no time for those b-tches
you can’t take it with you, no time to take pictures
that ain’t said a nigga hollywood
but i’ve been gettin’ gettin’ since, gettin’
really got it good
you kinda shook
only one night, bet she know how to cook
go buy the book
my lifestyle wild, i’d probably write a book
my flight is booked, a thousand a show?
but that ain’t quite enough
this quite enough, i’m not puttin’ up with this shit!
i said i’m number one!
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no list
i don’t care what you think, i be on my own shit
real niggas extinct, this is all we have left
but quality over quantity, let’s never forget
i heard dilla day round the corner, i’mma pay my respects
they don’t have to accept me, but they gotta respect
i think it’s part of my destiny to part ways with the rest
yeah, it’s all in the recipe, my rotation of wrist!
got you tryna’ get next to me, ‘cos you know that i’m next
yeah, they know that i’m ballin’, i’m talking nothing but net
said your network is worth somethin’?
man, that shit is a myth!
f-ck your diamonds and gold
without your soul, you ain’t rich
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