Lyrical Breakdown of Rich Nigga Lifestyle (feat. Nipsey Hussle & Teyana Taylor) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Uh, tell me what your crib worth
I hear you talkin' war' but have you lived first?
I'm just here to keep it real' not make you feel worse
Maybe a lost cause' but let's still search
Until the day I die, holdin' my guns high
Brother have a friend and enemy, which one am I?
Fuck a bird box' I wanna see my brother fly
No longer shackled in chains, young nigga crucified
Walkin' down the block holdin' my boom box
Optimistic dirty nigga, clean tube socks
They gon' keep us in the ghetto 'til we move out
And we need some better books up in that schoolhouse
Rolls Royce weather
Rich dirty nigga' it took so much effort
I don't give a fuck about who sold more records
Bein' self-made give me so much leverage, Boss
Ooh
Got money, got women, got cash, I'ma spend it on you
Maybach all tinted, but you see how you're livin', ooh
It's a lifestyle, yeah (Lifestyle, yeah)
I'm so iced out (Iced out, yeah)
Iced out, yeah
Look (Maybach Music)
How many niggas on your payroll?
Rich gangbangers, y'all ain't even know they make those
Double caseloads, push buttons, I got say-so
When it's war time, never lay low, y'all play roles
I can't name a fake nigga that was not exposed
How y'all niggas so surprised that Tekashi told?
Ain't a real street nigga 'less you got a code
Mines one comma, nigga, followed by a lot of O's
In the back of the 'Bach, rock a lot of gold
Rap music on the charts like it's rock and roll
Add somethin' to the art, make a lot of dope
Gotta play my part from the start 'cause that's all I know
Double M's, double R's, nigga, all I roll
Court side, goin' viral when them punches thrown
On Crenshaw takin' pictures like we Rich and Po
'Nother rich rap nigga, word to Ricky Roz' (Maybach Music)
Yeah
Ooh
Got money, got women, got cash, I'ma spend it on you
Maybach all tinted, but you see how you're livin', ooh
It's a lifestyle, yeah (Lifestyle, yeah)
Hell of a lifestyle, yeah (Lifestyle, yeah)
Iced out, yeah
It's a rich nigga lifestyle
Heard they want a richer boy to rush just like I'm Malcolm X
Jealous of my point-of-view, watchin' the sunset
I just keep on movin' so you won't catch a contact
All my dirty niggas showin' me where the love at
Drop the top, candy painted, haters eliminated
Take a photo for fanatics, I often demonstrate it
Rich nigga, dirty game, I'm talkin' Nick Saban
Rich reignin' every day, whiter than Dick Cheney
Dirty nigga, but my sneakers new
She can go and get the two-door in a week or two
Dirty nigga with a couple things I could treat her to
Or maybe send her to the jeweler just like Meek'd do
Real niggas that was born to kill
Dirty niggas touchin' 40 mil'
40 cars on the sporty wheels
Gold bars in my shorty wheels
Ooh
Got money, got women, got cash, I'ma spend it on you
Maybach all tinted, but you see how you're livin', ooh
It's a lifestyle, yeah (Lifestyle, yeah)
Hell of a lifestyle, yeah (Lifestyle, yeah)
Iced out, yeah
It's a rich nigga lifestyle
Ain't nothin' changed but the commas
They say the more money, more problems
But you don't really want these problems
So watch what you say to me
Shorty, come easily
You ain't who you claim to be
I'm just tryna keep it real
Ain't no fucks around here
'Cause we're self-made
This forever is the lifestyle
Ooh
Got money, got women, got cash, I'ma spend it on you
Maybach all tinted, but you see how you're livin', ooh
It's a lifestyle, yeah (Lifestyle, yeah)
I'm so iced out, yeah (Iced out, yeah)
Iced out, yeah
It's a rich nigga lifestyle
M-M-M-Maybach Music