The Madness Lyrics - Rich Boy - Rich Boy

You niggas gon' learn buck a buckin' 

D-boy squad buck a buckin' Rich Boy 

I'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray poupon 

Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm bitch 

Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I love her 

I still try to hug her even though she ain't my color 

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but ain't nothin' left 

See, I got enough heart to march with Martin Luther King 

Got them killers right by me and we can have a party 

If ya niggas wanna try me, surprise 

We got some fireworks for ya 

Pop the trunk ,get the gift inside lemme show ya 

Niggas treat that coke like a joke 

A cocaine city's like a murder up in Copeland 

Pick ya brain like a buncha snow flakes 

Yeah, I put that weight down, now it's real estate 

Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy 

That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy 

Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy 

That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy 

Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy 

Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy 

If it ain't the truth me and my nigga don't write it 

9 years from the day my uncle man got indicted 

I thank God for the hard times when I suffer 

He protect me like a Mother, nigga now, I'm tuffer 

Can't forget about you prof, I still see ya 

I'm at the graveyard everyday, I can't leave ya 

I feel your soul when I'm writing with the pen 

Fuck what them niggas say you my brother till the end 

Nigga save a spot for me, tell God I'm coming 

Niggas killin' fo' that money but they're leavin' here with nothing 

If it a game motherfucker, I'ma win it 

As far as I'm concerned, ain't no competition in it 

Call me the gritty green 'cause I'm wanna lie 

Now my [unverified] mommy better thank what she got 

[Unverified] get some shit, just got a new house 

Congratulations 'cause ya son made a million with his mouth