Rich & Sad

Album: Beerbongs & Bentleys (2018)
Charted: 14
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  • Hunnid thousand for the chain and now my drop (drop, drop)
    When I pull out the garage, I chop my top (top, top)
    Designer fiend, when I start I cannot stop (woah, woah)
    I got, I got hella guap, look at me now
    Ooh, covered in carats
    Ooh, mahogany cabinets
    Ooh, I ball like the Mavericks
    Ooh, stable and stallions
    Ooh, massive medallions
    Ooh, I finally had it
    Ooh, but then you just vanished
    Damn, I thought I was savage

    All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul
    Got a hundred big faces, but I'm still alone

    Ayy, I would throw it all away
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
    You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy
    You know I would throw it all away
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
    Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy, ayy

    Buy me love (ooh), try to buy me love (woah)
    Now I'm alone, Ice Box, Omarion (ooh)
    Plenty sluts grabbin' on my nuts (woah)
    Might have fucked, it was only lust
    I was livin' life, how could I have known? (Could I have known)
    Couldn't listen to advice 'cause I'm never wrong (oh)
    In the spotlight, but I'm on my own (oh)
    Now that you're gone (now that you're gone)

    All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul
    Got a hundred big faces, but I'm still alone

    Ayy, I would throw it all away
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
    You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy
    You know I would throw it all away
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
    Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay

    I don't even wanna go home
    In a big house all alone (all alone)
    I don't even wanna go home (no, no, no)
    But I'ma try to call you on the phone
    Brrt

    I would throw it all away
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
    You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay), ayy
    You know I would throw it all away (all away)
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay)
    Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways (separate ways)
    I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay), ayy, ayy Writer/s: Adam King Feeney, Austin Richard Post, Carl Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, William Walsh
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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