[ Featuring Juvenile ]
Yeah, yeah what it do?
Rich gang it's your boy Juve the great
Stupid money in this bitch yeah
Na na na na na na na
Open up the vault, it's an areal assault
When you make it out together, is the result
Pockets full of money
Make it hard for me to walk
Blame it on myself
It's only me that I can fault
Livin' in the gulf where the
Water's full of salt
And the niggas die before they
Old enough to be adults
Back when I was younger I
Ain't even never spark
In my hopes of livin' good and
Havin' money was a thought
Glad that I'm survivin' all the
Fights that I done faught
Tomorrow's not a promise
Live your life what I was taught
Tearin' us apart i might have taken risks
I pray to God I don't get caught no
Mmm, mmm, na na na na na rich gang
Right now, right now, right now
Goin' down in this bitch right now
I done did shit you wouldn't
Believe I didn't get caught
When you get it out the money
Never seen a nigga from the D full of frost
So clean 20 G's up in my cars
Mamma told me "son don't let
A nigga throw you off"
Have some motherf*ckin' pride never give
A bitch your heart
I'm stackin' up this cash 'til my
Shit up in a vault
Bitch I got it off the and
I ain't need no f*ckin' salt
Niggas wanna beef but they need
To see the outcome rest in peace C I wish he
Could see what I done
A dream, where would I be without one?
Ain't fulfilled 'em yet
But at least a nigga got some yeah
Mmm, mmm, na na na na na rich gang
Right now, right now, right now
Goin' down in this bitch right now
