King Ciah - Rich n***az (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Help me, Help me Help me, uh Please help me, Lord Help me, Help me Please help me, Lord… [Verse] I hate rich n***as, God dammit Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit Looking back on my idols, realizing they were suicidal Now, I'm the one contemplating on going against the bible. (damn) I don't mean it though… Maybe, I need a minute, to think through it slow 'Bout, why every time I write a f**ing rhyme Im afraid that it's gon' be the last damn time Lord… please help me Money take the pain away, make me wealthy Yeah, d** and b**hes, I don't need em f**, drama and gossip, I don't feed em Why does every time I get a little happy The man wanna shut me down because my hair nappy? Or why does God always put me through another test When a n***a ain't even finished the f**ing rest? Lord have mercy on my soul Said if I stayed faithful, I'll reach the ultimate goal But, how does the pain, outweigh the potential gain Yet and still you expect me to remain? (ha) I stopped believing you, n***a But, Micah the Devil is the one thats deceiving you, n***a You told me, if I miss the old me I'll lose focus on the road, see! (*Car crashing sound*) f**ed my family over when I was a kid Never thought about the damage that I had did Left my granny broke, made my mama f**in' choke When she heard about me when my granny had spoke Making my granny suffer even more Knowing that she couldn't take it anymore It could have all ended that one night But, something told me to not give up and fight… [Bridge] And it was you And it was you And it was you Selling me dreams and telling me things, you knew (x2) [Hook] Sing, you got what I want I got what you need How much for your soul, Micah? How much for your soul, Micah? (x2)