Tim Gates - Rich n***a lyrics

[Intro] Uh-huh! It's Dolph! [Hook] Floyd Mayweather, I make hits n***a All I ever want to do is be a rich n***a Ask your b**h, yeah I'm the sh** n***a But all I ever want to do is be a rich n***a [Verse 1: Young Dolph] Now I did everything they said I couldn't do If you had no other choice n***a wouldn't you? What'cha know about trapping with them hundred round drummers boy? Counting bread and k**ing instrumentals made by Drumma Boy I'm doing too much they get scared Went and got that coupe and then went got that iced out big head But all I ever want to be was a rich n***a I was raised not to hate but I swear I hate snitch n***as (I hate em) Oops, I'm sorry, I'm the type of n***a to fall in there fresh as f** and smoke out the party I count my first hundred bands and said "Hallelujah!" I can't do nothing but win, 'cuz I'm a sore loser [Hook] Floyd Mayweather, I make hits n***a All I ever want to do is be a rich n***a Ask your b**h, yeah I'm the sh** n***a But all I ever want to do is be a rich n***a [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Ey, all I ever want to do is be a rich n***a I don't speak too much I just hold up my wrist n***a (Dope boy!) Them hoes be like "Dolph you think you slick, n***a" Too many faces out here I do it for my real n***as Now I ain't ever had sh** So now that I got it now, can't nobody tell me sh** Everything I got, my n***a, I got it on my own And every time you see me I flash, f** I'm hella stoned (Sorry) Pardon me do you have a lighter? Smoke a n***a rich n***a sh** On my young rich n***a sh** Then have a young rich n***a spit Memphis [?] [Hook] Floyd Mayweather, I make hits n***a All I ever want to do is be a rich n***a Ask your b**h, yeah I'm the sh** n***a But all I ever want to do is be a rich n***a [Verse 3: Tim Gates] Yeah, told my family we gonna live like the Jacksons Just be patient, and let me put it into action n***as getting wrong, ain't no more relaxing Now I f** with some [?] hoes in high fashion Big money family that's my only pa**ion And the lawyer promise you, you gonna get your fraction All you hear is numbers, you think you in math cla** Complete everything I never been a half-a** You know what it do, try'n live with the crew Every night screwing, wake up to an ocean view Yeah we make it happen never heard a no-excuse And f** with this Memphis n***a guaranteed to get the blues [Hook] Floyd Mayweather, I make hits n***a All I ever want to do is be a rich n***a Ask your b**h, yeah I'm the sh** n***a But all I ever want to do is be a rich n***a