I Guess I'm hard to ignore Cause my life's recorded Futon on the floor Trying make this music shit orbit Just got off tour No more saying that I can't afford shit I never brag, let me brag Never will we forfeit I'm a self-admitted narcissistic Optimistic, but you fuckers got me livid Allergic to all your gimmicks I speak that realness, images that's often vivid I know she gon' feel this, I approach her; she soft & timid She knows my old shit, Guessing she's a huge fan Thought I wouldn't notice, I'm a make her cream like Wu-Clan She like my raspy raps, that means that ass be tapped Don't just hit and quit, I'm a gentleman I pay for the taxi back Back When I had my back against the wall When I had to jump through rings on fire So you fucks would take Jay's calls (and) It's whack now how you slob up on my balls Probably heard I was working with them Googled me, Watched Feel Tall... In fact, this hasn't even gon' to printing You got the exclusive breaking news: Fucker this is the beginning Tomorrow ain't promised Trying to rewrite my ending TIl I'm in it, six feet diggin Far from finished, know I'm grinning yeah I was more hand-me-down, then stuck up It all comes back around, when the bucks up I was more overdue, than over you Time heals wounds No matter what you're going through Ooooooooooooooooooooooh I never was a rich kid But best believe that I'm dying one I never was a rich kid But best believe I'm dying one Everywhere I go they say I look so damn familiar Grew up on the Roc, But Chris & Cam keep trying to put me on Dilla They say stop, Cause I keep smoking all my cigarettes down to the filter Been through a lot, If you don't do that shit Life's a bitch she will kill ya Stuck in that first apartment Locked in a prison... I was so broke Didn't know where my heart went Bank account: all I see is 0's My mom kept arguin' Wishing that I got my Diplome But fuck that shit I wanna get rich See This story got old so... For years it's been written... See I came from slim pickens Now all these hoes they been smitten From all the flows I've been spittin' Funny now people wanna act different Rumor has it we first class trippin' I lay this down, they take my sound Let me call it now, they adlibbin' How you feelin'? Under that ceiling Over your head, gon crush the whole building' View from here probably look a bit different When you know your shit comes from the heart, that's the realest... Never shot a gun, never was dealer Fuck that whack shit, mixtape filler Build an empire, start with a pillar Now I'm on fire, so far from the cellar... I was more hand-me-down, then stuck up It all comes back around, when the bucks up I was more overdue, than over you Time heals wounds No matter what you're going through Ooooooooooooooooooooooh I'm dying one... I'm dying one... I'm dying one...

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)

In every heart there comes a time You find yourself, you speak your mind On your own No man can lead two separate lives One castle keep, one will decide It's not right CHORUS For every heart there burns a flame To light the soul and make you one again In every heart there looms a voice We'll have our day Oh, yeah I lived a lie bound from my birth I need to find what life is worth It's not mine Oh, secret soul that burns inside No forced control can make you hide Open wide A restless heart who needs a friend To free my soul and make me one again Within my heart I found a voice I'll have my say CHORUS CHORUS For every heart there burns a flame To light the soul and make you one again In every heart there looms a voice

Never was a man to make a name on promises Never felt the urge to stake a claim 'Till I looked in your eyes... I've never really known (In your eyes)the meanin' of it all In your eyes I answer to the call I been taken by the magic after all Walkin' in the shadow of the names... relationships gone by Thinkin' 'bout the plot that never changed 'Till I looked in your eyes... I've never really known In your eyes, your thoughts I call my own See your eyes shine on me as we go So they lead me as we're windin' down the road We can make it so fine Take it time after time Make it open wide We go side by side Always felt the loser, outa place... good luck would pass me by Never knew the meanin' to the chase 'Till I looked in your eyes... I've lost but now I know In your eyes I've found my chaperone Special eyes--they touch the afterglow They can make me see the logic of it all We can make it so fine