Feels Good 2 Be Rich lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Hook]
At W, but n*gga you was staying at Doubletree
I’m a young rich n*gga, 100 bands on me
I could take your b*tch, fly across the country
My n*ggas young n*ggas, with triggers
They ain’t scared to go on a frenzy
My pinky ring it cost me way more than your [?]
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
You ain’t talking bout money, no cash
I can’t f*ck with ya

[Verse 1]
I don’t know how I did it
[?] b*tches that wouldn’t f*ck with me
Now, pull up in a ‘rari, 24s [?] call up money
My paper real long like chips in the ground
Hard work pays off, n*gga had to stay down
Imma ride for my n*ggas, I ain’t never gon lay down
f*ck what you’re talking bout
Young rich n*gga, I’m walking round with the ice
Got to thank god cause he saved my life
Been through everything, it wasn’t right
n*gga I was robbing, hitting juugs all night
Young rich n*gga, take your b*tch, fly across the country
But your bank empty
Back then I was broke and my gas was on E
Now I’m rich, on free
[Hook]
At W, but n*gga you was staying at Doubletree
I’m a young rich n*gga, 100 bands on me
I could take your b*tch, fly across the country
My n*ggas young n*ggas, with triggers
They ain’t scared to go on a frenzy
My pinky ring it cost me way more than your [?]
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
You ain’t talking bout money, no cash
I can’t f*ck with ya

[Verse 2]
You ain’t talking bout money, ain’t speaking
Young rich n*gga, buy all for the weekend
These hoes keep telling me that they love me, they must be geekin’
In the b*tch by the Benjamins
In the kitchen counting up, and I’m just bout a million
Your b*tch know I had jewel man
How you try to cuff her, you ain’t got no dividends
Red bottoms [?], got an OG gas bag and I’m getting served heavily
I ain’t even have a dollar, I was tryna [?]
Feels good to be rich, now my house underwater
And them b*tches used to act like you know me
Trap jumping like Ginoubli
Two b*tches trapping four, call it Kobe
Foreign b*tch and she rolling up OG
[Hook]
At W, but n*gga you was staying at Doubletree
I’m a young rich n*gga, 100 bands on me
I could take your b*tch, fly across the country
My n*ggas young n*ggas, with triggers
They ain’t scared to go on a frenzy
My pinky ring it cost me way more than your [?]
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
Feels good to be rich
I’m a young rich n*gga, I’m a young rich n*gga
You ain’t talking bout money, no cash
I can’t f*ck with ya
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