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RICH NIGGAZ LYRICS [Intro] Ayo, ayo, ayo, ah, ayo, ah Ayo, ayo, ayo, ah Yeah [Verse 1] I hate rich niggas, god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot, damn it Who you had to kill? Who you had to rob? Who you had to fuck just to make it to the top, damn it? Or maybe that's daddy money, escalator, no ladder money Escalade, new Caddy money Worst fear going broke cause I'm bad with money Crooked smile nigga, momma never had the money, damn I ain't tripping Nigga Jordan; I ain't Pippen, yeah Up the steps, I ain't slipping Tears, blood, sweat, and I ain't cripping Here's a song you can sing along with When you down on some let you know you ain't alone shit When your momma ain't at home cause she got a second job Delivering pizzas, you think she out here getting robbed Please God watch her I know how niggas do Half cracker but a nigga too Talking all that shit 'bout your step-pops How he was a dog, now look at you I ain't bad as that nigga, plus dawg, I'm a grown man now I ain't mad at that nigga But if a plane crashed and it only killed his lame ass I'd be glad it's that nigga, nigga Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke Refund checks, used that to float Momma gets depressed, falls in love with the next maniac On crack, use that to cope Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope Writing rhymes, tryna bring back the hope Try to ride the storm out and crashed the boat Could've drowned, but I grabbed the rope [Pre-Hook] And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew [Hook] Sing, you got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" You got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" [Verse 2] I hate rich niggas, god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot, damn it Niggas can't front on the flows you got But every fucking verse how much dough you got Homie, don't quit now Hear my shit and tried to switch now Know you felt the shit just now, know you felt the shit just now Ain't there more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you? I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power, fuck it more to you Saw through you and it made me ashamed that I played the game Not for mo' money like Damon Wayans Wanted the respect but it came with fame I just wanted love but this ain't the same I took a train down memory lane And watched little Jermaine do his thing before he made a name It's like Sony signed Basquiat He gave it all he got, and now a nigga don't paint the same, damn I guess he can't complain All the money that be raining in Spend a hundred thou for the chain again Think of old school niggas like Dana Dane Probably kill for another claim to fame, my brain the same Yeah, nigga, at least he ain't insane At least he ain't insane You ain't crazy, motherfucker, you just afraid of change That's new, maybe that's true But listen here I got a bigger fear Of one day that I become you When I become lost and I become heartless And numb from all the Ménages Just one bitch don't feel the same no more And Henny don't really kill the pain no more Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain Cause I can't maintain no more Tad bit extreme I know Money can't save your soul But there go you [Pre-Hook] And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew [Hook] Sing, you got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" You got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" [Outro] "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" SHARE THE LYRICS   “RICH NIGGAZ” TRACK INFO Produced ByJ. Cole Written ByTelepopmusik & J. Cole Release DateJune 18, 2013 EXPAND TRACK INFO  MUSIC VIDEO  GENIUS VIDEO  Tracing The History Of J. Cole's Alter Ego kiLL edward WHAT HAVE THE ARTISTS SAID ABOUT THE SONG? MORE ON GENIUS NEXT UP Where's Jermaine (Skit) J. COLE  Born Sinner (2013)J. COLE 1.  Villuminati 2.  Kerney Sermon (Skit) 3.  LAnd of the Snakes 4.  Power Trip 5.  Mo Money (Interlude) 6.  Trouble 7.  Runaway 8.  She Knows 9.  Rich Niggaz 10.  Where's Jermaine (Skit) 11.  Forbidden Fruit 12.  Chaining Day 13.  Ain't That Some Shit (Interlude) 14.  Crooked Smile 15.  Let Nas Down 16.  Born Sinner 17.  Miss America 18.  New York Times 19.  Is She Gon Pop 20.  Niggaz Know 21.  Sparks Will Fly Born Sinner [Booklet] COMMENTS  jstewart63  97 5 years ago “How much for your soul anna” could be referring to a well known book “the soul of anna klane” +80 UPVOTES

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RICH NIGGAZ LYRICS [Intro] Ayo, ayo, ayo, ah, ayo, ah Ayo, ayo, ayo, ah Yeah [Verse 1] I hate rich niggas, god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot, damn it Who you had to kill? Who you had to rob? Who you had to fuck just to make it to the top, damn it? Or maybe that's daddy money, escalator, no ladder money Escalade, new Caddy money Worst fear going broke cause I'm bad with money Crooked smile nigga, momma never had the money, damn I ain't tripping Nigga Jordan; I ain't Pippen, yeah Up the steps, I ain't slipping Tears, blood, sweat, and I ain't cripping Here's a song you can sing along with When you down on some let you know you ain't alone shit When your momma ain't at home cause she got a second job Delivering pizzas, you think she out here getting robbed Please God watch her I know how niggas do Half cracker but a nigga too Talking all that shit 'bout your step-pops How he was a dog, now look at you I ain't bad as that nigga, plus dawg, I'm a grown man now I ain't mad at that nigga But if a plane crashed and it only killed his lame ass I'd be glad it's that nigga, nigga Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke Refund checks, used that to float Momma gets depressed, falls in love with the next maniac On crack, use that to cope Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope Writing rhymes, tryna bring back the hope Try to ride the storm out and crashed the boat Could've drowned, but I grabbed the rope [Pre-Hook] And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew [Hook] Sing, you got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" You got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" [Verse 2] I hate rich niggas, god damn it 'Cause I ain't never had a lot, damn it Niggas can't front on the flows you got But every fucking verse how much dough you got Homie, don't quit now Hear my shit and tried to switch now Know you felt the shit just now, know you felt the shit just now Ain't there more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you? I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power, fuck it more to you Saw through you and it made me ashamed that I played the game Not for mo' money like Damon Wayans Wanted the respect but it came with fame I just wanted love but this ain't the same I took a train down memory lane And watched little Jermaine do his thing before he made a name It's like Sony signed Basquiat He gave it all he got, and now a nigga don't paint the same, damn I guess he can't complain All the money that be raining in Spend a hundred thou for the chain again Think of old school niggas like Dana Dane Probably kill for another claim to fame, my brain the same Yeah, nigga, at least he ain't insane At least he ain't insane You ain't crazy, motherfucker, you just afraid of change That's new, maybe that's true But listen here I got a bigger fear Of one day that I become you When I become lost and I become heartless And numb from all the Ménages Just one bitch don't feel the same no more And Henny don't really kill the pain no more Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain Cause I can't maintain no more Tad bit extreme I know Money can't save your soul But there go you [Pre-Hook] And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew And there go you, and there go you, and there go you Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew [Hook] Sing, you got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" You got what I want, I got what you need "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" [Outro] "How much for your soul, Anna?" "How much for your soul, Anna?" SHARE THE LYRICS   “RICH NIGGAZ” TRACK INFO Produced ByJ. Cole Written ByTelepopmusik & J. Cole Release DateJune 18, 2013 EXPAND TRACK INFO  MUSIC VIDEO  GENIUS VIDEO  Tracing The History Of J. Cole's Alter Ego kiLL edward WHAT HAVE THE ARTISTS SAID ABOUT THE SONG? MORE ON GENIUS NEXT UP Where's Jermaine (Skit) J. COLE  Born Sinner (2013)J. COLE 1.  Villuminati 2.  Kerney Sermon (Skit) 3.  LAnd of the Snakes 4.  Power Trip 5.  Mo Money (Interlude) 6.  Trouble 7.  Runaway 8.  She Knows 9.  Rich Niggaz 10.  Where's Jermaine (Skit) 11.  Forbidden Fruit 12.  Chaining Day 13.  Ain't That Some Shit (Interlude) 14.  Crooked Smile 15.  Let Nas Down 16.  Born Sinner 17.  Miss America 18.  New York Times 19.  Is She Gon Pop 20.  Niggaz Know 21.  Sparks Will Fly Born Sinner [Booklet] COMMENTS  jstewart63  97 5 years ago “How much for your soul anna” could be referring to a well known book “the soul of anna klane” +80 UPVOTES

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