Rich - Interlude

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I learned in trappin', in the business

Smart people makin' horrible decisions, you know?

Rich nigga, gettin' my dick sucked after the show

I ain't gonna lie, we were poor

A bunch of lost souls in survival mode

It wasn't no way for us unless we find our own

Runnin' in stores, kickin' in doors, nigga, give me my glory

Nigga play with me, he ain't gon' live to tell the story

You know, this the type of shit we glorify

Everybody "gang-gang"

Most of the people that you grew up with are now in chain gang

In the box, gettin' pink

Niggas shittin' where you sleep

Nigga shittin' where you eat

Who'da ever knew that I'd become a fuckin' Kodak? Yeah

Rap money good but I'm still pumpin' gas through the hood

Droppin' off plates to the fam' like Thanksgivin'

Got the baby snipers standin' on that murk business, yeah, slidin' for Yak

They ready for whatever

I always knew that everything would get better

And it sure got greater later

All the game came from the elders like hand-me-downs

Me and my brothers wearin' hand-me-downs

Now I'm givin' game back to the old heads

And the respect come first, yeah, you know?

Can't be better than the OGs

You gotta get it somewhere

Gotta come from somethin'

Gotta come from nothin'

We ain't seen this comin'

It's more than a blessin'

What you doing with Kendrick? (Ooh, ooh)

What you doing with a legend? (Ooh, ooh)

So, what they call you? (Ooh, ooh)

When it's all said and done, we ain't leavin' empty handed (ooh, ooh)

That's on gang (ooh, ooh)

That's on Ma' Dukes (ooh, ooh)

Poorer than that bitch but she fall through (ooh, ooh)

Makin' ends meet (ooh, ooh)

Daddy deadbeat (ooh, ooh)

Had to steal for a meal or you can't eat, you know? (Ooh, ooh)

Poverty (ooh, ooh)

Red Cross, food banks, W.I.C. (ooh, ooh)

Now look at this shit, we own property