Gotta rich soul
Gotta sick flow
U see pale skin
But I'm mixed though
Half boriqua
That grabbed ur chicas
Attention but don't get pissed yo
Cuz u will never see me talking to her
I wouldn't trade mine for any woman that is walking this earth
I need to get my name big I ain't talking bout girth
That's why every time I spit I need to coffin the verse
Can u call up a nurse
Ha just dropped my album yesterday
But now I'm on the back porch writing cuz I'm feeling too blessed today
For heavens sakes
Some people think I need to rest but hey
I dont think I need to
I'm still young and time u cannot redo
So I see through all the hate cuz I realize not everybody in this world is gonna believe u
Fuck all the criticism
I just wanna be who
I've been dreaming bout
Rapping for the ppl
I do it for the kids that believe they're not equal
I do it for my brother because all he saw was evil
More so than knievel
Scary when I think about it
He was all around the ppl that were not seeking cathedrals
Instead they would go out tend to show out with their blow out
While I kept making art but not up on an easel
All I see are visions
Of me living independent
With my girl in a house we aren't renting
So I'm playing my position
And I bring u dr. O when I'm smoking what's given by ur physician
I don't beat around the bush no more
Now I put it in a leaf see the kush smoke boy
Look see I'm working
And ill do it Til I'm lying 6 feet under the dirt bitch

I'm rich in a sense
I don't need six figures dollars or cents.
Repeat

Some would die to be rich

My apology is
I'm sorry that there's no one u are proud to be with
Cuz without a select few of the people that I knew when I grew up I wouldn't have found such a gift
Rapping flows
That are Uncatchable
And it's nastier than casserole
It's hasn't even been mastered tho
But when it's is cliz will be a name u have to know
So get to use to it
Blue can't even get a clue on how I'm doing it
Its truth when I step up in the booth and its proof when u see this young kid just chewing it
Like a chiclet but its worth more than 25 cents
And u know I can't stop Til I'm lifeless
But my sins don't qualify me for righteous
when I think about it i just have to light the ficus
And get too lifted
Because who's listening
To ur problems when u give in
And have to vent about the past when at last u can tell its ur fault only u did it
U can blame anybody u want
Or the fact that u were high off a couple blunts
Call it double Dutch
And I'm off the wall yea I'm much too nuts
But there's people in my life that keep me sane
And some are tuning in that need the same
So who's in ur life that can ease the pain
That's what I consider rich u can keep the change


Hook


Some would die to be rich
I'd rather have somebody watching my six
And tell me how important my confidence is
Imma steal ur dream with my accomplices
As hot as it gets
Bringing the light to what u don't know mixing the common and sense
That's why I gotta make it to the motha fuckin top of the list yea top of the list
Therefore I'm killinshit
Killinshit
The way I do it I'm militant
Un is tryna get rid of it
But back in high school they thought I was Innocent
look how it unfolds
In the game no control
Fuck the fame and the Hundos
That's not what I've come for
But if it came my way damn straight imma keep it i aint dumb folks