Rich Kid Jay.Keyz I don't know what you see in me But your love tastes like ecstasy And I'm high off you Though this loves surreal I can feel my heart Changing into something better then it is Whoa Though I'm still poor your love just rains on me Even I'm broke still rich from your love you see Even if I don't have all the things I want in the world All that I need Is you I hope all the things that you feel Is for certain Cause my heart is for the taken That's all I'm sayin' I've been praying for you (Praying for a girl who loves to eat & sleep & Watch TV next to me yah) The simple things that lovers do Though I'm still poor your love just rains on me Even I'm broke still rich from your love you see Even if I don't have all the things I want in the world All that I need Is you Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa I'm just a Rich Kid I'm just a Rich Kid from your loving Yah, Yah, Yah I'm just a Rich Kid I'm just a Rich Kid from your loving Yah, Yah, Yah Though I'm still poor your love just rains on me Even I'm broke still rich from your love you see Even if I don't have all the things I want in the world All that I need Is you Though I'm still poor your love just rains on me Even I'm broke still rich from your love you see Even if I don't have all the things I want in the world All that I need Is you

I'm havin' dumb money Ayy We can fuck lil' mama, I can't lip lock (I can't what?) Gucci, spent a hunnid on some new socks (New socks) Coulda bought a crib, bought a drop top (Skrr skrr) I can't love a bitch, trust no thot (No thot) Never bring a freak to your spot (Whoop, whoop) Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops I don't do no relaxing (Relaxing) Run up the bag, get the cash in (Racks) Fendi, am I drippin' or splashin' (Or splashin') 12, they can't catch me when I'm passin' How you got a check and went broke again? (Went broke again) Bitches wanting clout and I ain't kissin' 'em (I ain't kissin' 'em) Since I first got them hundreds, I've been flippin' 'em (Flippin' 'em) Off-White with the Gucci, I might mix-match (I might mix-match) When I fuck her, you can get your bitch back (Get your bitch back) What the hell she was thinking? I can't kiss that (Why the hell?) Why she ask me where the hell I got my wrist at? (Got my wrist at) Why the hell a hundred-thousand in my backpack? (In my backpack) Why these bitches think that we can come in contact? (Come in contact) This is my drank, this ain't cognac (This ain't cognac) You ain't get a milli, why you sign that? (Why you sign that?) She wanna fuck, I decline that (Decline) Look at my bitch, she a dimebag (Bitch!) Look at my pinky, it's a waterslide (It's a waterslide) Rich Forever, come and see the money side (Rich, rich) We can fuck lil' mama, I can't lip lock (I can't what?) Gucci, spent a hunnid on some new socks (New socks) Coulda bought a crib, bought a drop top (Skrr skrr) I can't love a bitch, trust no thot (No thot) Never bring a freak to your spot (Whoop, whoop) Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops I don't do no relaxing (Relaxing) Run up the bag, get the cash in (Racks) Fendi, am I drippin' or splashin' (Or splashin') 12, they can't catch me when I'm passin' How you got a check and went broke again? (Went broke again) Bitches wanting clout and I ain't kissin' 'em (I ain't kissin' 'em) Since I first got them hundreds, I've been flippin' 'em (Flippin' 'em) I flip the money, got my check up (Got my check up) I'm flexing up, but I'm no wrestler (Flex) Blue cheese pockets got the extras (The extras) I stack the money up like Tetris (Tetris) How I got two-fifty from my neck up? (Neck up, ice) How I made it from the hood to a Bent truck? (Skrr skrr) Bitches wanna fuck, I got them lined up (Lined up) How you with the gang but you ain't signed up? (You ain't signed up) Pull out my dick, tell her kiss that (Kiss that) She just want a nigga with a big sack (With a big sack) Pull out the choppa, we in combat (Yaaaaat) Touchdown on the plug like a lineback (Rich) We can fuck lil' mama, I can't lip lock (I can't what?) Gucci, spent a hunnid on some new socks (New socks) Coulda bought a crib, bought a drop top (Skrr skrr) I can't love a bitch, trust no thot (No thot) Never bring a freak to your spot (Whoop, whoop) Dolce and Gabanna on my flip flops I don't do no relaxing (Relaxing) Run up the bag, get the cash in (Racks) Fendi, am I drippin' or splashin' (Or splashin') 12, they can't catch me when I'm passin' How you got a check and went broke again? (Went broke again) Bitches wanting clout and I ain't kissin' 'em (I ain't kissin' 'em) Since I first got them hundreds, I've been flippin' 'em (Flippin' 'em)

The rich kids got the money The rich kids play the stars Walk around in fancy clothes And drive them flashy cars The rich girls get the jewelery The rich boys get the girls Playin' "Mr. Romeo" They think they own the world Breakdown you can lose control They don't think nothin' of you Not unless you're a rich kid too Rich kid - I wanna be a rich kid too Rich kid - I wanna be a rich like you I ain't got no money - and I ain't got a home I hang around the parking lot when all the cars are gone I don't read the papers - the news is all the same Tell you it's a rich man's world - And you play the rich man's game Come 'round to the judgement day there won't be nothin' for you Not unless you're a rich kid too You're a rich kid too Rich kid - I wanna be a rich kid too Rich kid - I wanna be a rich like you Don't care what price I pay I ain't got nothin' to lose I wanna be rich like you I won't be shot down when I get my way I won't be comin' to you Cause I'll be a rich kid too Rich kid - I wanna be a rich kid too Rich kid - I wanna be a rich like you...

Been having bad times And I've been paying dues Got shoes and money And good friends too Always play to win But always seem to lose That's why I think I got A rich kid's blues That's why I think I got a rich kid's blues And I know what is going on And I know, but I'll wait til dawn And I know just exactly what is on your mind Jumping back, I know if I'm still gonna lose you But I'm wondering why, girl Did I ask your name? And all the people standing by Oh, they're in my game Love's just a story A story without words Words are almost never seen And never even heard I know what is going on And I know that I'll wait til dawn And I know just exactly what is on your mind Jumping back, I know it's all a rut, you want me to prove it to you Though my good times Are just paying dues I've got shoes and money And good friends too Though I always play to win I always seem to lose That's why I think I got A rich kid's blues That's why I think I got a rich kid's blues I know what's going on I know what's going on What's going on What's going on What's going on

12Hunna on the beat Bought that 'Claren, bought that 'Claren She just wanna, yeah, she just wanna Sex, sex, all the time, yeah She just wanna have sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex (come over) Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex (ayy, help me out here) She just wanna have sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex She just wanna have sex (sex) I don't want no cover, yeah She say I'm the best, bitch, you cap 'cause I ain't do her, shit Ten, she want Percocet, COD and Percs offset Clearing out shit that you survey with Red everything, that's a big B 'Vette Probably swing too hard with the bat, so catch I ain't doing no fucking on her and her friend You know I go neck for the neck Me and Rich talkin' that off the neck (bitch) Popped them capsules, come straight out her hand Early departure, no calling us back What you wanting? I'm wanting the same That nigga pure water, I only want tap She just wanna have sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex (come over) Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex (ayy, help me out here) She just wanna have sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex She just wanna have sex, sex (sex) I just want the neck, neck (neck) Heard you cuffing on her, she be fucking for a check, check (for a check, check) Pop a X pill, that pussy wet, wet, wet, wet Fuck her with my chains on, like Juelz, I Dipset She bringing her friends, that's a bet (a bet) On the pill, take off like a 'Vette (a 'Vette) I'm going just for the neck (neck) She tryna bust like a TEC She told me the pussy gettin' wet (gettin' wet) She wanna have sex, sex (sex) Open your mouth, I'll make a mess Leave a baby on your chest (what) She just wanna have sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex (come over) Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex (ayy, help me out here) She just wanna have sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex She just wanna have sex, sex