Rich The Kid - A Lot On My Mind lyrics

[Intro] I see you. I see [?] Haha, you dig? I see you haters having problems Way too many problems Mic check, check, check, check, check, check Check, check, check, check [Verse 1] Ooh, where my mic check? These b**hes, they been all at my neck These b**hes, all in my call log You ain't put your team on, you ain't a boss, dog Can't even let these n***as close Jealous homies set you up and now you smoke(now you smoke) You just spent up all the money, now you broke You been internet flexin' for these hoes(hoes) Whole lot of friends turned to enemies Smile in my face and said they proud of me Now they lookin' at me like I hit the lottery Cause I'm rich but b**h, you ain't gotta lie to me Ooh, I done watched some n***as change up They hit for me a couple pieces, we don't chain tuck Too much ice, bust down, I'm still rained up And if some n***as wanna try me, get your brain f**ed She gone f** me cause I'm famous, post my picture up I call Boris, that's my driver he gone pick you up Couple losses but more wins, we still racked up On the road, doin' shows, I'm so booked up [Vocal Break] [Verse 2] Ooh, Cartier on me Made my first mil', sh** I was still hungry Back then all them ho's, they was flexin' on me See me on TV, now she s**in' on me Got the Maybach, finna cop the Wraith on 'em Naw, for real they gon hate on me And I got your b**h been missin', she gon wait on me Told double XL I was straight on it (haha) I'm finally rich, I knew that they would hate on me (rich!) They ran up in the crib and had the K on me I was slippin', thank God that I'm livin' Cause it all could of been different Bout to put these stars in my ceiling Cause my b**h straight from heaven Rich Forever, b**h I'm in it Get a check then I spend it [Outro] R.I.P X, man You know what I'm sayin? Young n***as get that bag, man Get that bag, stay humble Ya dig, and that's that Get a rack packs and back backs