[Intro]
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Ey yo, ey yo, ey yo uh, ey yo uh
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Ey yo, ey yo, ey yo uh
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Yeah
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[Verse 1]
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I hate rich niggas goddammit
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Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
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Who you had to kill, who you had to rob
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Who you had to fuck just to make it to the top dammit.
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Or maybe that's daddy money, escalator no ladder money
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Escalating new caddy money
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Worst fear going broke cause I'm bad with money.
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Crookest smile nigga momma never had the money damn
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I ain't trippin' a nigga Jordan I ain't Pippen yeah
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Up the steps I ain't slippin'
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Tears blood sweat I ain't crippled
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Here's a song you can sing along with when you down
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On some let you know you ain't alone shit
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When your momma ain't at home cause she got a second job
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Delivering pizzas, you think she out there getting robbed
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Please God watch her I know how niggas do
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Half cracker but a nigga too.
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Talking all that shit 'bout your step-pops
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How he was a dog now look at you
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I ain't bad as that nigga, plus dawg I'm a grown man now
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I ain't mad at that nigga
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But if a plane crashed and only it killed his lame ass
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I'd be glad as that nigga
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Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke
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Refund check she used that to float.
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Momma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniac
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On crack used that to cope.
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Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope
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Writing rhymes tryna bring back the hope
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Try to ride the storm out and crash the boat
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Could have drowned but I grabbed the rope
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And there go you, and there go you, and there go you
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Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
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And there go you, and there go you, and there go you
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Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
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Said,
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[Hook (x2)]
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You got what I want
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I got what you need
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How much for your soul and uh
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How much for your soul and uh
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[Verse 2]
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I hate rich niggas goddammit
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Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
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N*ggas can't front on the flows you got
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But every fucking verse how much dough you got
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Homie, don't quit now, hear my shit and try to switch now.
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Know you felt the shit just now, know you felt the shit just now
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Ain't it more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you?
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I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power
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F*ck it, more to you.
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So I threw you and it made me ashamed that I played the game
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Not for more money like Damon Wayons
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Wanted the respect but it came with fame
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I just wanted love but this ain't the same
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I took a train down memory lane and watched little Jermaine do his thang before he made a name
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Its like Sony signed Basquiat
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He gave it all he got, now the nigga don't paint the same.
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I guess he can't complain
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All the money that be raining in
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Spend a hundred thou for the chain again
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Thinking old school niggas like Dana Dane
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Probably kill for another claim to fame
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My brain the same, yeah nigga at least he ain't insane.
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At least he ain't insane.
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You ain't crazy motherfucker you just afraid of change.
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That's new, maybe that's true
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But listen here, I got a bigger fear
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Of one day that I become you.
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And I become lost and I become heartless
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And numb from all the Menages
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Just one bitch don't feel the same no more
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And Henny don't really kill the pain no more
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Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain cause I can't maintain no more.
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Tad bit extreme I know.
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Money can't save your soul.
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But there go you, there go you, there go you
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Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
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And there go you, and there go you, and there go you
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Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
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[Hook (x2)]
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You got what I want
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I got what you need
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How much for your soul and uh
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How much for your soul and uh
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Rich Niggaz
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J. Cole |