[Verse 1: August Alsina]
Am I wrong for wanting better?
Should I just settle forever?
Oooh, I swear it feels like
This is as good as it gets
Am I wrong for wanting cheddar?
Although they'll tell you that I'll never
Get out of here, I swear, I'm
Driven by a better life
[Hook: August Alsina]
I wanna be rich
Don't see nothing wrong with wanting more
I wanna be rich
So tired of sleeping on the floor
I wanna be rich
There's so much that I want
I want a house on the hill and a boat by the lake
And most of all I wanna get paid
I wanna be rich
[Verse 2: Kirko Bangz]
I'm sick and tired of this bullshit
Got a full time job, but a n**** still can't afford s***
Okay, I'm in the strip club, man, throwing all this dough, this dough
When I leave here I ain't gon' have no more, god d***
I'm tired of fronting for these fake n*****
Need a diamond chain to be great, n****
I got one, but I ain't great, n****
What it takes, oh yeah, for the rap game to notice me, oh yeah
I topped the charts for nine weeks, but they still ain't notice me
Guess I gotta rob me a n****, guess I gotta kill me a n****
Guess I gotta get up on the block, sell rocks to a n****
Guess I gotta slide me a n****, but that ain't me, yeah
I'm H-town 'til I D-I-E
Young Kirko, you know it's me
And I'm singing like, hold up
I came down
I was a young n**** when I rolled up
It came too fast, f***** my money up
All I did was smoke and drink, yeah
Now I'm back here, this ain't last year
And I'mma do it like it's my last year
Man, I can't lie, I wanna be rich
[Hook: August Alsina]
[Verse 3: Kirko Bangz]
Man, I'm tired of feeling pain, tired of feeling rain
Tired of being ashamed, tired of second place
Tired of hiding my face, man, I'm tired of getting no love
Tired of hitting the club when I know I got work to do
How come I ain't heard from you? God d***
Okay, I see how you doing when a n**** got money
n**** rocking that fly s***
Popping bottles in the club
Everybody in the club straight sipping on my s***
Pushing that Range, diamonds and the chains
Everybody came when I had s***
But when the money get low everybody go talking that fly s***
But I can't knock how the game is
Ain't the first n**** that's famous
I can't change s***, but I'mma be okay
Cause man I've been out here, I've been grinding
I'm tired of these n*****, man, I've been too silent
My momma she told me "you claim it, you got it" and I'm like okay
I'mma do it for my city, I'mma be on top, okay
I'mma shine on these ho a** n***** like all day
I'mma f*** any girl I want, drive every car you don't
Rock anything I want, man, I wanna be rich
[Hook]
Am I wrong for wanting better?
Should I just settle forever?
Oooh, I swear it feels like
This is as good as it gets
Am I wrong for wanting cheddar?
Although they'll tell you that I'll never
Get out of here, I swear, I'm
Driven by a better life
[Hook: August Alsina]
I wanna be rich
Don't see nothing wrong with wanting more
I wanna be rich
So tired of sleeping on the floor
I wanna be rich
There's so much that I want
I want a house on the hill and a boat by the lake
And most of all I wanna get paid
I wanna be rich
[Verse 2: Kirko Bangz]
I'm sick and tired of this bullshit
Got a full time job, but a n**** still can't afford s***
Okay, I'm in the strip club, man, throwing all this dough, this dough
When I leave here I ain't gon' have no more, god d***
I'm tired of fronting for these fake n*****
Need a diamond chain to be great, n****
I got one, but I ain't great, n****
What it takes, oh yeah, for the rap game to notice me, oh yeah
I topped the charts for nine weeks, but they still ain't notice me
Guess I gotta rob me a n****, guess I gotta kill me a n****
Guess I gotta get up on the block, sell rocks to a n****
Guess I gotta slide me a n****, but that ain't me, yeah
I'm H-town 'til I D-I-E
Young Kirko, you know it's me
And I'm singing like, hold up
I came down
I was a young n**** when I rolled up
It came too fast, f***** my money up
All I did was smoke and drink, yeah
Now I'm back here, this ain't last year
And I'mma do it like it's my last year
Man, I can't lie, I wanna be rich
[Hook: August Alsina]
[Verse 3: Kirko Bangz]
Man, I'm tired of feeling pain, tired of feeling rain
Tired of being ashamed, tired of second place
Tired of hiding my face, man, I'm tired of getting no love
Tired of hitting the club when I know I got work to do
How come I ain't heard from you? God d***
Okay, I see how you doing when a n**** got money
n**** rocking that fly s***
Popping bottles in the club
Everybody in the club straight sipping on my s***
Pushing that Range, diamonds and the chains
Everybody came when I had s***
But when the money get low everybody go talking that fly s***
But I can't knock how the game is
Ain't the first n**** that's famous
I can't change s***, but I'mma be okay
Cause man I've been out here, I've been grinding
I'm tired of these n*****, man, I've been too silent
My momma she told me "you claim it, you got it" and I'm like okay
I'mma do it for my city, I'mma be on top, okay
I'mma shine on these ho a** n***** like all day
I'mma f*** any girl I want, drive every car you don't
Rock anything I want, man, I wanna be rich
[Hook]