Mad That I’m Rich

[Intro]
(Ayy, No Limit, keep that shit goin')
(Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em)

[Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem]
I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out
They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout
I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems
Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom
Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit
Main nigga, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch
Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad thеy don't hit
They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich
I know thеy mad that I'm rich (Ayy, that lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothing, man)
Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich

[Verse 1: Project Youngin]
Ayy, they act like they mad 'cause I made it out the streets
Biography, I ain't do nothing but take my life and put it on this beat
I had to go and get them grams 'cause that was the only way to eat
And any nigga 'round me can't be down, I'll put 'em all on they feet
They only get one time to fuck up with a nigga
I don't fuck with one time, can't put my trust in no nigga, nah
Too many sleepless nights and sacrifices I made for the gang
It hurt me to my heart when I'm one hundred to a nigga that changed
Like I be doing shit for niggas and they don't do the same
I hate when niggas think that shit expected, I don't owe a thing
This shit ain't happen overnight, I prayed for this lifestyle
Even though they ain't expect it, I was made for the lifestyle

[Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem]
I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out
They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout
I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems
Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom
Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit
Main nigga, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch
Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit
They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich
I know they mad that I'm rich
Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich

[Verse 2: FCG Heem]
Know they hate to see me shining and shit
If them boys play with us, it's gon' be sirens and shit
Want your jewelry back, hit me, I know the robbers and shit
Won't front and y'all niggas, they dying for dollars and shit
Can't believe they really kept my nigga for some chump change
Ten racks, I could've gave him that shit on his birthday
Twenty-some floors up and I still smell them pissy hallways
We won't see eviction letters again, foreigns in the driveway
I don't like people that treat you different when you famous
Youngin rolling, I remember last year, I was nameless
Still be in my hood 'til I die, I ain't changing
Name ring a bell, make sure they remember what my name is

[Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem]
I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out
They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout
I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems
Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom
Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit
Main nigga, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch
Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit
They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich
I know they mad that I'm rich
Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich