Lyrics

(Yah, it's L-Rich Aye, yah Hahaha Ugh Yeah, yeah Alright Ugh Chea, chea) Yeah, I don't give a fuck, fuck Spent to many nights smoking weed And, getting drunk, drunk Instead of partying, had to lock myself up Get this off my chest and let em' really know what's up (Sup sup sup) See, I ain't messin' with music just for the belt, belt It's how I express myself Growing up not to many felt the pain I felt Independent, I didn't even wanna raise myself (Aye, shit Yah Independent, I didn't even wanna raise myself man Love you Mama Chea chea) And some say that life is a highway I put the pedal to the metal 'Til the day I see my day Nothing's gon' happen just by sittin' on my ass I'll fly mom back to Vegas And, she'll know that I'm the man (Ugh) That I told her I would be I knew I had it in me since I was messin' in the streets This right here's what happens When you take a guy who speaks His freakin' mind and likes to write And then you put him on a beat It's me, L. Richiee Damn, your boys hazardous Hit em' like an avalanche, naturally disasterous Speed dial the ambulance I'm murdering shit Five years from now don't even act like you ain't heard of the kid (Let's go) It's Vegas' finest, probably fuckin' with the dimest I'm never spineless, just call me your royal highness Or, maybe lion, but don't forget the E L El Presidente and I'm out to seek hell (Yah, aight) (Braaa, ugh yah) See it's Lionel, man, I'm chill like seashells Been down to earth dog like deep wells (Haha, ugh) And I don't really like to lose And since winning is a habit I'm addicted to this move-ment That I created like I got something to prove High expectations, cus' I know I can produce man (Man) But, in the end it won't matter, fame and money ain't the answer to happily ever after, no (Chea) Fame and money ain't the answer to happily ever after, no (Chea, chea) Fame and money ain't the answer to happily ever after (Yah, it's L-Rich Braaa, aye, I'm out haha)