Baby Boy Da Prince - Rich Boy lyrics

[Intro:]

We gettin money over here, hey; I'm

[Chorus: x2]

Gettin rich y'all, and I'm blowin real fast

Cause I really hustle hard for my cash

I don't care about another man's money

Cause Baby Boy he got his own damn money

[Baby Boy Da Prince:]

I'm gettin rich y'all, check out the karats in my wrist boy

The way I'm iced out I know you hate this boy

I switched to dank from [?] now it's [?] boy

Done copped a ride and a lot of niggaz pissed boy

No FEMA checks, hustle hard, this a rich boy

New clothes, new style, new kicks boy

The reason why I claim rich cause I got a lil' change

I'm tryin to get the new Range

The reason why I say I'm blowin real fast

is I just got in the game and I got a lil' cash

Don't need to work hard, that's the way I feel

But if I don't hustle dawg I can't pay my bills; I'm

[Chorus]

[Baby Boy Da Prince:]

This year I gotta shine, this year I gotta grind

This year I gotta hustle, this year I'm gon' blow

No purp stain on my lips I stay out of trouble

Cause niggaz be provokin me to put 'em in a tussle

But now I cain't do it, I got a positive mindframe~!

I'm somethin like Spike, I can only do right thangs

God blessed me with a talent now it's time to show off

6 years in the game now it's time to go off

The rapper that I'm bein, I'm tight with no flaws

If you don't hustle hard then you dog with no claws

Hard work straight grindin now I'm almost the boss

Really nuttin changed just my ice and my cars

[Chorus]

[Baby Boy Da Prince:]

Look I don't care about another man's money

Cause finally I got my own damn money

I can't get cut short cause I got my own shit

I can't get set back cause I own my own shit

I done made it to the start and now I gotta finish

I'm talkin gettin lil' money but now I'm gettin plenty

Grey Goose, Belvedere, I done bagged off some Henny

And I'm still from the block but don't call me Jenny

Call me Baby Boy, I'm a Prince of the game

I'm stuck on my money like a pimp with his cane

Take another peek at, my neck and my wrist boy

Bank account sky high, cause I'm gettin rich boy

[Chorus]

What you say now - gettin money [x4]

What you say now - I done done it again [x4]

Extreme Universal

Hardness on the track

And that's that, a known fact