Too Rich lyrics

by

Young Buck


[Intro]
Everything real life n*gga, roll up maniac
You know, my young n*ggas really get money, really in the streets
We in here really with the check though

[Chorus]
I've seen so much heroin last night it got me 'noid, oh lord
Ooh, I think my b*tch 'bout to get spoiled
I've seen so much cocaine today it got me 'noid, oh lord
Ooh, I think my kids 'bout to be spoiled
I done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
I done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
I done bought all new sh*t, switched up all of my whips
I done bought a hundred more sticks, all of this money to go and get, I'm rollin'

[Verse 1]
Count it out, these n*ggas hated on me but I'm bossed up
I'm right here with the gang members
Got four foreigns getting washed up
You got to watch the n*ggas hang with you
You done seen n*ggas trying to cross Buck
I done bought another Rollie though
VVS'd all my cross up
Lord, they done p*ssed off Buck
Do your thang, go and get off Buck
Them crackers had you locked up in chains
For a minute we thought we lost Buck
I've been right here by them bands, b*tch
Should've never took me for granted
Later we gon' handle it but them green things just landed
[Chrous]
I've seen so many pounds of kush it got me 'noid, oh lord
Ooh, we 'bout to roll it up and blow it
I made so much money today, I thank the Lord, oh lord
Ooh, get what you want, I'm paying for it
I done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
I done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
I done bought all new sh*t, switched up all of my whips
I done bought a hundred more sticks, all of this money to go and get, I'm rollin'

[Verse 2]
Cutthroat, cutthroat, call me anything but broke
I've been laid back in a Maybach, staying way back from my truck load
n*gga weighing up the money
Gotta bring all my change back though
I'm not playing with the money
I plan on staying with the money
You never had your hand on a hundred
Had no idea when it's coming
Gotta drop everything you doing right then so I don't plan on nothing
I lock in, run that check up all week and pop xans on Sundays
Pour a four in a Faygo and start listing all my baby mamas
f*ck that, comma after comma
Now I've got pounds of marijuana
She don't want me then I don't bother
Run up a check and we don't argue
Go 'head, ball on them young n*gga
Time for you to get out that Georgia
Gotta run it up right now 'cause we ain't promised tomorrow
[Chrous]
I've seen so many pints today it got me 'noid, oh lord
Ooh, I'm 'bout to pop a seal and pour it
I took so many percocets it got me 'noid, oh lord
Ooh, there's nothing that I can't afford
I done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
I done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
I done bought all new sh*t, switched up all of my whips
I done bought a hundred more sticks, all of this money to go and get, I'm rollin'
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