MoStack - Rich Not Famous lyrics

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MoStack - Rich Not Famous lyrics

[Hook] A Yo, I'd rather be rich than famous Rich than famous I'd rather be hated Than be the one hating I'll flip those haters Flip those haters Coz one week they hate Then the next week they love But both weeks I get papers See by now I don't trust Got me feeling J Hus Coz Dem Boy Paigon I swear Dem Boy Paigon A yo, I'd rather be rich than famous When my me goes flying Heathrow Just to go to the next vacation Dem man are coming with that wicked man Look when I catch you Don't write statements It's like one week they hate Then the next Look I don't even know what they're name is Yo, I'd rather be rich than famous [Verse 1] Oi, what's them tweets all about It makes you wanna go outside your house And boom, boom, bow I just want a mill in my account Hundred K, Kinda grab it right Nah, no byes We just walk straight out Yeah, just like that Hit guns like I punch my man I might spud, but don't trust my man She's like nah wait I love my man I'm like I hear that it's cool Nah wait, f** my man Moving booky, don't trust us Come round the corner And moves bang bang in London You better run when you hear Are you dumb bruv? Ay, pa** the ting Let me done up his bloodclart Oh, I pray my enemies Live to see me get rich And if you go down You better sky my drink All the fat girls that love me I hope you get fit All the lighties that air me I hope you get blick Yeah, blacker than black Touch me, you must be madder than mad Mostack, I'll probably bad up your dad Make the n***a freeze up It's like one week They hate then they love Both weeks you can s** these nuts I told this youth Ease up, he thinks he's getting fame coz He's with us Look at this wasteman tryna hitch up Sideman get crop out the picture Ay blud, move About shouting me on Insta [Hook] [Verse 2] So tell them f** n***as move from me Move from me They ain't nuttin They can do it for me Do it for me Heard these n***as wanna move to me Move to me I got n***as that will shoot for me Shoot for me All my real n***as stand to the right And all them fake n***as stand to the left Make sure we stay seperated Coz me and them can never be friends Nah, me and them can never be cool Me and them can never be mates We might talk But you'll never be bait Fam I can't move to these hoes She's like when can I see you Uh, when I drop a new video Droppers can't come to my home I got too many paigons on road She might deet' my postcode Rather be rich than broke Rather be rich than known Watch me get rich, then blow [Outro] Oh Nah Nah Ne Nah Nah Oh Oh Nah Nah Ne Nah Nah Oh Rather get rich than blow Rather buss a flip then go Might buss a clip then go Rich then go Oh Nah Nah Ne Nah Nah Oh My n***as might squeeze Then I go n***as know what my name is I don't even know what you're name is Rather be rich than famous