[Intro X3]Yeah[Verse 1]I hate rich niggas goddammitCause I ain't never had a lot dammitWho you had to kill, who you had to robWho you had to fuck just to make it to the top dammitOr maybe that's daddy money, escalator no ladder moneyEscalading new caddy moneyWorst fear going broke cause I'm bad with moneyCrookest smile nigga momma never had the money damnI ain't trippin'A nigga Jordan I ain't Pippen yeahUp the steps I ain't slippin'Tears blood sweat I ain't crippin, here'sA song you can sing along with when you downOn some let you know you ain't alone shitWhen your momma ain't at home cause she got a second jobDelivering pizzas you think she out there getting robbedPlease God watch her I know how niggas doHalf cracker but a nigga tooTalking all that shit 'bout your step-popsHow he was a dog now look at youI ain't bad as that nigga plus dawg I'm a grown man nowI ain't mad at that niggaBut if a plane crash and only it killed his lame assI'd be glad its that nigga, niggaDid Kay dirty now it's back to brokeRefund check she used that to floatMomma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniacOn crack use that to copeMake a nigga smoke a whole sack of dopeWriting rhymes tryna bring back the hopeTry to ride the storm out and crashed the boatCould've drowned, but I grabbed the rope[Hook]And there go youAnd there go youAnd there go youSelling me dreams and telling me things you knewAnd there go youAnd there go youAnd there go youSingYou got what I wantI got what you needHow much for your soul AnnaHow much for your soul AnnaYou got what I wantI got what you needHow much for your soul AnnaHow much for your soul Anna[Verse 2]I hate rich niggas goddammitCause I ain't never had a lot dammitNiggas can't front on the flows you gotBut every fucking verse how much dough you gotHomie, don't quit now hear my shit and tried to switch nowKnow you felt the shit just now, know you felt the shit just nowAin't it more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you?I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of powerFuck it more to you, saw through youAnd it made me ashamed that I played the gameNot for more money like Damon WayansWanted the respect but it came with fameI just wanted love but it just ain't the sameI took a train down memory laneAnd watching little Jermaine do his thang before he made a nameIt's like Sony signed BasquiatHe gave it all he got now the nigga don't paint the same, damnI guess he can't complainAll the money that be raining inSpend a hundred thou for the chain againThinking old school niggas like Dana DaneProbably kill for another claim to fame, my brain the sameYeah, nigga, at least he ain't insaneAt least he ain't insaneYou ain't crazy, motherfucker, you're just afraid of changeThat's new, maybe that's trueBut listen here I got a bigger fearOf one day that I become youAnd I become lost and I become heartlessAnd numb from all the MénagesJust one bitch don't feel the same no moreAnd Henny don't really kill the pain no moreNow I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brainCause I can't maintain no moreTad bit extreme I knowMoney can't save your soulBut there go you[Hook]And there go youAnd there go youSelling me dreams and telling me things you knewAnd there go youAnd there go youAnd there go youSelling me dreams and telling me things you knewSingYou got what I wantI got what you needHow much for your soul AnnaHow much for your soul AnnaYou got what I wantI got what you needHow much for your soul AnnaHow much for your soul Anna
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[Verse 1]
I hate rich niggas goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
Who you had to kill, who you had to rob
Who you had to fuck just to make it to the top dammit
Or maybe that's daddy money, escalator no ladder money
Escalading new caddy money
Worst fear going broke cause I'm bad with money
Crookest smile nigga momma never had the money damn
I ain't trippin'
A nigga Jordan I ain't Pippen yeah
Up the steps I ain't slippin'
Tears blood sweat I ain't crippin, here's
A song you can sing along with when you down
On some let you know you ain't alone shit
When your momma ain't at home cause she got a second job
Delivering pizzas you think she out there getting robbed
Please God watch her I know how niggas do
Half cracker but a nigga too
Talking all that shit 'bout your step-pops
How he was a dog now look at you
I ain't bad as that nigga plus dawg I'm a grown man now
I ain't mad at that nigga
But if a plane crash and only it killed his lame ass
I'd be glad its that nigga, nigga
Did Kay dirty now it's back to broke
Refund check she used that to float
Momma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniac
On crack use that to cope
Make a nigga smoke a whole sack of dope
Writing rhymes tryna bring back the hope
Try to ride the storm out and crashed the boat
Could've drowned, but I grabbed the rope
[Hook]
And there go you
And there go you
And there go you
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
And there go you
And there go you
And there go you
Sing
You got what I want
I got what you need
How much for your soul Anna
How much for your soul Anna
You got what I want
I got what you need
How much for your soul Anna
How much for your soul Anna
[Verse 2]
I hate rich niggas goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit
Niggas can't front on the flows you got
But every fucking verse how much dough you got
Homie, don't quit now hear my shit and tried to switch now
Know you felt the shit just now, know you felt the shit just now
Ain't it more to you? Don't it ever get boring to you?
I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power
Fuck it more to you, saw through you
And it made me ashamed that I played the game
Not for more money like Damon Wayans
Wanted the respect but it came with fame
I just wanted love but it just ain't the same
I took a train down memory lane
And watching little Jermaine do his thang before he made a name
It's like Sony signed Basquiat
He gave it all he got now the nigga don't paint the same, damn
I guess he can't complain
All the money that be raining in
Spend a hundred thou for the chain again
Thinking old school niggas like Dana Dane
Probably kill for another claim to fame, my brain the same
Yeah, nigga, at least he ain't insane
At least he ain't insane
You ain't crazy, motherfucker, you're just afraid of change
That's new, maybe that's true
But listen here I got a bigger fear
Of one day that I become you
And I become lost and I become heartless
And numb from all the Ménages
Just one bitch don't feel the same no more
And Henny don't really kill the pain no more
Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain
Cause I can't maintain no more
Tad bit extreme I know
Money can't save your soul
But there go you
[Hook]
And there go you
And there go you
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
And there go you
And there go you
And there go you
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
Sing
You got what I want
I got what you need
How much for your soul Anna
How much for your soul Anna
You got what I want
I got what you need
How much for your soul Anna
How much for your soul Anna
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