I hate rich niggas goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
Who you had to kill,
who you had to rob
Who you had to fuck just to make
it to the top dammit.
Or maybe that's daddy money,
escalator no ladder money
Escalading 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 trippin'
A nigga Jordan I ain't Pippen yeah
Up the steps I ain't slippin'
Tears blood sweat I ain't
Crippin, Pierce
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 there 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 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 crash and only
it killed his lame ass
I'd be glad its that nigga, nigga
Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke
Refund check she 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
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
Sing
You got what I want
I got what you need
How much for your soul and uh
How much for your soul and uh
You got what I want
I got what you need
How much for your soul and uh
How much for your soul and uh
I hate rich niggas goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
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 more money like Damon
Wayans
Wanted the respect but
it came with fame
I just wanted love but it just
ain't the same
I took a train down memory
lane
And watching little Jermaine
Do his thang before he made a name
It's like Sony signed Basquiat
He gave it all he got
Now the nigga don't paint the same thang
I guess he can't complain
All the money that be raining in
Spend a hundred thou
for the chain again
Thinking old school niggas
like Dame and 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're 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
And I become lost and
I become heartless
And numb from all the ménage
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
J. Cole 
