Featuring 3rd eye
(chorus)2x
I use to be a richman
(now iand'm poorman)
I use to be a poorman
(now iand'm rich)
Because when i was a richman
(i steped in the quick sand)
Now iand'm a poorman
(ainand't that a bitch)
Verse one: nine 3rd eye
Ayo whatand's up man
Strap on your vest
And meet me on the grand concourse
We about to set it off
Yea whoand's the victim tonight
Is he black or is he white
Nine:you know i can give a fuck son
Green is what i like
[3rd eye]
Alright
Iand'll meet you around midnight
Iand'm down to greed
Matter of fact iand'm lacing up my boots right now
You know how we living and i ainand't giving a fuck
Iand'm out of luck and if i got to buck somebody
Then what ever son
[nine]
We in this shit together
Word
We ainand't got a pot to piss in
Iand'm sick of eating chicken
Itand's finger licking
We on a mission
Because my paradise ainand't nice
My advice is lets pull a heist
My pockets ainand't nice
I need green
[3rd eye]
Iand'm tired of being stuck between a rock and a hard place
Now itand's time for me to taste a piece of the pie
I ainand't trying to die broke
You know what iand'm saying nine
Iand'm goina go for mines even if it means i got to do crime
Iand'm goina find the way to get the kind of loot
I need to be all that i can be and then some
Understand
And do what it takes for me to be a richman
(chorus)
Verse two:
Iand'm telling you right now donand't move a muscle
Got my finger on the trigger
Iand'm mad upset
Donand'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
[3rd eye]
Yo bitch put that cash in the bag and make it fast
Get that finger off the button before i buck that ass
Grabed up the manager smacked him in the face open up the safe
(77779311 is the combination
Act like you know itand'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
Heading for the airport
Hope we donand't get caught
Because we ainand't going out like that
We one the road to riches and we ainand't looking back black
Chorus 2x
(cop 1) (cop 2)
Freeze motherfucker
Hands, hands, let me see hands
Get out of the car
Shut the fucking car off
Get out and eat some fucking dirt
Get on the fucking ground
