Rich The Kid – A Lot On My Mind Lyrics

A Lot On My Mind Lyrics by Rich The Kid

[Intro]
Haha, you dig?
I see you haters having problems
Way too many problems
Mic check, check, check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check

[Verse]
Ooh, where my mic check?
These b—–s, they been all at my neck
These b—–s, all in my call log
You ain’t put your team on, you ain’t a boss, dog
Can’t even let these n—-s close
Jealous homies set you up and now you smoke em
You just spent up all the money, now you broke
You been internet flexing for these ho’s
Whole lot of friends turned to enemies
Smile in my face and said they proud of me
Now they looking at me like I hit the lottery
Cause I’m rich but b—h, you ain’t gotta lie to me
Ooh, I done watched some n—-s change up
They hit for me a couple pieces, we don’t chain tuck
Too much ice, bust down, I’m still rained up
And if some n—-s wanna try me, get your brain f—-d
She gone f–k me cause I’m famous, post my picture up
I call Boris, that’s my driver he gone pick you up
Couple losses but more wins, we still racked up
On the road, doing shows, I’m so booked up

[Vocal Break]

[Verse 2]
Ooh, Cartier on me
Made my first mil’ s–t, I was still hungry
Back then all them ho’s, they was flexing on me
See me on TV, now she sexing on me
Got the Maybach, finna cop the Wraith on em
Naw, for real they gon hate on me
And I got your b—h been missing, she gon wait on me
Told double XL I was straight on it “haha”
I’m finally rich, I knew that they would hate on me “rich!”
They ran up in the crib and had the K on me
I was slipping, thank God that I’m living
Cause it all could of been different
Bout to put these stars in my ceiling
Cause my b—h straight from heaven
Rich Forever, b—h I’m in it
Get a check then I spend it

[Outro]
R.I.P X, man
You know what I’m sayin?
Young n—-s get that bag, man
Get that bag, stay humble
Ya dig, and that’s that
Get a rack packs and back backs