Rich Homie Quan - For Rich Or Poor lyrics

rate me

(Intro - Scarface)

Ok, I'm reloadin'

If I can go all the way back and change it all

I wouldn't, I came from the bottom for a reason

Jumped off the porch, I ain't had nothin'

When I was poor, they would laugh at me

Now I'm on 'em billboards, and I laugh now

I give you my heart, you can have it, baby

It was cool at first it been a lil dramatic lately

Just me and you at first, it's been me and yo family lately

I throw my name in the dirt, I'm like what happened, baby?

Make those six niggas hurt, right the saddle baby

Curse me cuz I'm a Muslim, but I As-salamu alaykum

Cuz get at my cousins, they get sum' taken

Yeah I been back, let muhfucka gon 3.50

And count my day, it's like I been on the road fo' 350

Days, nigga, yeah, on pay, nigga

Ain't tell ya bout the house that I got with that lake

In the backyard, nigga, act hard, nigga

I will pull yo card, nigga, play

We meet that's some niggas that are laid

Nigga, I ain't trade 100 grand on yo head, nigga

Like of Jesus, pretty nine, I ain't playin' with ya

Give a bitch a free, I ain't even lay with 'er

Used to hit and lick just to make a couple bands, nigga

Yeah, ey!

Tidal wave ladder, ain't heard what you say, nigga

Did a couple walkthru', make life bang, nigga

I ain't tryna talk to you if you ain't talkin' cash, nigga

Money, like profit, I got it bad, nigga

Bad, nigga, Michael Jackson Bad, nigga

That a negro, let the jacket on, yeah, I'm that nigga

I wa' born in the 80' like a crack nigga

Yeah

Neva heard of a titan play games on 'em

Neva drove in a Ferrari switchin' lanes on 'em

Diamond lane, that's a shame on 'em

Big booty freak, the bitch tatted my name on it

I heard them niggas hatin', got the same bonus

Since the nigga claim how I said some frame model

Real nigga, whachya thought? We ain't lame, homie

Skinny jeans, see the nat? Ain't a thang on me

Gangbang pow! Them go inna y'all niggas

If I aim at y'all, ain't no-one see you niggas

Creepin' yo house like Claws, I ain't usin' no chimney

Like the 24th of December, I'mma make you niggas remember

Them crumnies ain't have shit

Them knew, them ova night they wa' laughin'

I spend it, so my money they ain't askin'

No question bout my bitch cause she in a cabby

Hottey hoe, oh yeah, I seen a lotta hoes

At the end of every rainbow is there a pot of gold?

Wanna hold you with my hand, want you under my control

Far side of the city, yeah I want a tat of gold

Ran on my money, now I'm tryna get some more

Banned to the city, I was startin' from the floor

And we got some more ________(?) Some more behind the pitchin'

Ova the hi-fi play behind the lodge

I ain't like the car on fire, he was out

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