Rather Be Rich (feat. Fatboy Chief)

Fuck a bitch nigha I rather be rich (Rich)
Diamonds on me hittin got a bag and changed my fit (Got a bag)
I'm worried bout myself like I get paid to mind my business
You can stay or you can leave that fake love don't make no difference (Ayy)
It's fuck a bitch, nigha I rather be rich (Rich)
Diamonds on me hittin got a bag and changed my fit (Got a bag)
I'm worried bout myself like I get paid to mind my business
You can stay or you can leave that fake love don't make no difference (Nah)
It don't make no sense
Bitch I'm really lit (I'm really lit)
Started out with nothing nigha, look at what I did
Sacrificed to get my spot, nighas wanted my position (Haa)
How you up but still ain't winning
How you up it, still ain't get him
I got these blue Benjis in my jeans ain't no gettin in between (Nah)
Had to read between the lines this shit ain't easy as It seem
This shit started with a dream, took a dollar made it 3
I ain't used to get no hoes but now they love the way I sing
Yeah she love the way I spend and know just how to get it back (I get it)
From the country where they tie a nigha up and hold him ransom
She don't twerk and she don't club, but she gone fuck me like a dancer
She a taurus but I know that lil bitch bad for me like cancer (Ooh I need it)
Fuck a bitch nigha I rather be rich (Rich)
Diamonds on me hittin got a bag and changed my fit (Got a bag)
I'm worried bout myself like I get paid to mind my business
You can stay or you can leave that fake love don't make no difference (Ayy)
It's fuck a bitch, nigha I rather be rich (Rich)
Diamonds on me hittin got a bag and changed my fit (Got a bag)
I'm worried bout myself like I get paid to mind my business
You can stay or you can leave that fake love don't make no difference (Nah)
Red white and blue
Lambos for the crew (Crew)
Land of the free I cop bitches by the two (Dawg)
Hater rest in peace when I pull out that new coupe
And granny pray for me since I jumped off that lil stoop
Ain't a real street nigha you just stay inside the loop (Dawg)
In my city if you up that gun lil bitch you better shoot (Pow)
She get high off percocets
Ooh lil baby change her mood (Ooh)
She get drunk off alcohol
Ooh lil baby change her mood (Ooh)
She get drunk off alcohol, ooh lil baby lose her shoes
Yeah I charge her by the hour she say nigha who is you
You can tell by my belly and the way that we shoot
I said baby get clue (Baby)
Baby who is you
Really I'm that dude
Fuck a bitch nigha I rather be rich (Rich)
Diamonds on me hittin got a bag and changed my fit (Got a bag)
I'm worried bout myself like I get paid to mind my business
You can stay or you can leave that fake love don't make no difference (Ayy)
It's fuck a bitch, nigha I rather be rich (Rich)
Diamonds on me hittin got a bag and changed my fit (Got a bag)
I'm worried bout myself like I get paid to mind my business
You can stay or you can leave that fake love don't make no difference (Nah)