Riche$ ( start at 30)

(Chorus)Money on my mind i cant never get enough

you could say im on the grind but im not even that tough

People wanna hate saying all this money's fake

come over here and feel, yeah this is what i make

 

Riches before bitches thats what always kept straight

then we flick the switches when the night is turnin late

you be tellin me that the life i live is great

when im chillin with these teens you be guessin what i ate.

 

so much green up in my pockets geuss you could call me mr fresh

you might be out her get two rockets but youd probably miss the next

double chains up on my chest, while im bangin in the west

you ask me how i do it i just tell you that im blessed

the things you do in life will come with a mental test

money fame and girls, you can guess which one i messed

i got money buy her pearls, you can tell by how i dressed

i aint eatin at no ealrs, i got no time left to rest

 

 

You can tell me that im not imma tell you that i am

you dont really think im hot well im rated above ten

baby thats all that i do, baby thats all i can

you know its nothin new when im chillin with my klan

 

 

make my mark upon this land, let them know that i got more

i dont care if youre a fan thats not what im rappin for

im ridin with the top down, 24s and spinnin

just ask me why id stop now got money glore im spendin

 

Said put your money where your mouth is so i start producin raps

it aint hard up in this wealth bis now im producin lots of claps

a nod to all the gentelmen who got me where im at

and im not up on this medicin pilled up on rapprs laps

double d's im killin cats, come to my crib and we will dance

you keep poppin off those pills, while im still holdin up my pants

 

all this money give me chills, fillin up all of these racks

so many green paper bills, you bet im swaggin to the max