rich as it gets by Deniyah Kelley
I pull up in the coupe, diamonds on my wrist Money in my pocket, haters getting pissed I'm living lavish, stacking up my chips I'm in my own lane, ain't worried 'bout no snitch I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top Ballin' like a boss, never gonna stop I'm counting up my racks, making it flip Look at me now, yeah, I'm rich as shit I'm dripping in designer, Gucci on my feet I'm living the dream, haters can't compete I'm stacking up my paper, making it legit I'm living the life, yeah, I'm rich as it gets I'm flexing on these haters, shining like a star I'm driving foreign cars, living large I'm stacking up my bands, making it quick Look at me now, yeah, I'm rich as it gets I see Zoey, she be hating, always talking behind my back But I ain't trippin', she just jealous, 'cause I'm stacking up them racks I stay focused on my grind, ain't got time for all that drama I'm making moves, while she stuck, just a broke baby mama I see her lurking, always watching, trying to catch me slipping But I move in silence, so she never see me tripping I'm too busy getting money, staying fly, living lavish While she steady hating, mad 'cause she can't have this I don't pay her no mind, she just a peasant in my kingdom I'm on top, she at the bottom, ain't no competition I'm the king of this game, she just a pawn in my path Zoey can keep on hating, but she'll never see me crash I'll keep rising to the top, while she stuck in her misery I'm too real for her fake love, she can't handle my energy So Zoey, keep on hating, I'll just keep on shining You're just a speck in my rearview, while I keep on climbing.
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I pull up in the coupe, diamonds on my wrist Money in my pocket, haters getting pissed I'm living lavish, stacking up my chips I'm in my own lane, ain't worried 'bout no snitch I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top Ballin' like a boss, never gonna stop I'm counting up my racks, making it flip Look at me now, yeah, I'm rich as shit I'm dripping in designer, Gucci on my feet I'm living the dream, haters can't compete I'm stacking up my paper, making it legit I'm living the life, yeah, I'm rich as it gets I'm flexing on these haters, shining like a star I'm driving foreign cars, living large I'm stacking up my bands, making it quick Look at me now, yeah, I'm rich as it gets I see Zoey, she be hating, always talking behind my back But I ain't trippin', she just jealous, 'cause I'm stacking up them racks I stay focused on my grind, ain't got time for all that drama I'm making moves, while she stuck, just a broke baby mama I see her lurking, always watching, trying to catch me slipping But I move in silence, so she never see me tripping I'm too busy getting money, staying fly, living lavish While she steady hating, mad 'cause she can't have this I don't pay her no mind, she just a peasant in my kingdom I'm on top, she at the bottom, ain't no competition I'm the king of this game, she just a pawn in my path Zoey can keep on hating, but she'll never see me crash I'll keep rising to the top, while she stuck in her misery I'm too real for her fake love, she can't handle my energy So Zoey, keep on hating, I'll just keep on shining You're just a speck in my rearview, while I keep on climbing.
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