Rich Niggaz
[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, Goddammit
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 fucking rhyme
I'm afraid that it's gon' be the last damn time
Lord, please help me
Money takes the pain away, make me wealthy
Yeah, drugs and bitches, I don't need em
Fuck, 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 fucking test
When a n***a ain't even finished the fucking 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 that's deceiving you, n***a
You told me if I reminisce too much on the old me
I'll lose focus on the road, see!
Fucked my family over when I was a kid
Never thought about the damage that I had did
Left my grandma broke, made my mama fuckin' choke
When she heard about me when my grandma had spoke
Making my grandma 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)
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, Goddammit
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 fucking rhyme
I'm afraid that it's gon' be the last damn time
Lord, please help me
Money takes the pain away, make me wealthy
Yeah, drugs and bitches, I don't need em
Fuck, 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 fucking test
When a n***a ain't even finished the fucking 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 that's deceiving you, n***a
You told me if I reminisce too much on the old me
I'll lose focus on the road, see!
Fucked my family over when I was a kid
Never thought about the damage that I had did
Left my grandma broke, made my mama fuckin' choke
When she heard about me when my grandma had spoke
Making my grandma 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)