Richman Poorman (Act One)
Nine
Because when I was a richman
(I steped in the quick sand)
And meet me on the Grand Concourse
yea who's the victim tonight
Is he black or is he white
Nine:You know I can give a fuck son
I'll meet you around midnight
Matter of fact i'm lacing up my boots right now
You know how we living and I ain't giving a fuck
I'm out of luck and if I got to buck somebody
We ain't got a pot to piss in
I'm sick of eating chicken
Because my paradise ain't nice
My advice is lets pull a heist
I'm tired of being stuck between a rock and a hard place
Now it's time for me to taste a piece of the pie
I ain't trying to die broke
You know what i'm saying nine
I'm goina go for mines even if it means I got to do crime
I'm goina find the way to get the kind of loot
I need to be all that I can be and then some
And do what it takes for me to be a richman
I'm telling you right now don't move a muscle
Got my finger on the trigger
Don't make me have to smoke a nigga west
Hurry the fuck up pack the loot
One minute and counting and then we got to move to situation 22
Yo bitch put that cash in the bag and make it fast
Grabed up the manager smacked him in the face open up the safe
(77779311 is the combination
Act like you know it's time to pay the black nation)
Now I got the loot time to jet
Anybody make a move and they getting wet
Step to the door headed for the get away
Now we on the high way richer than a motherfucker
Because we ain't going out like that
We one the road to riches and we ain't looking back black
Hands, hands, let me see hands
Get out and eat some fucking dirt
Get on the fucking ground