Cheeky - Young & Rich lyrics

[Hook: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich Tryna' get this money quick Twenty, Fifties, Hundreds, b**h I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich Tryna' get this money quick Twenty, Fifties, Hundreds, b**h [Bridge: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich Diamonds dancing on my wrist [Verse 1: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich Tryna' get this money quick Pockets filled up like the bank Roley filled up with the dank Told 'em I'm out my f**ing mind Tell me how it's not my time Young boy flexing, I'm gone shine Been working hard that's overtime Do that 'till I'm dead though Tryna' get that bread though This beat got me swinging like Chief Keef And I ain't even got no dreads hoe Lights out, when I shoot Y'all got no drive, can't commute Can't compete with this young man Feel like Kobe Bryant back in '02 Yeah, I'm in a different league Me and my team making history When I spot up for the sh**, don't miss the three I can't wait to have more gold than Mr. T Chasing hoes ain't did sh** for me Now I stay lit like a Christmas tree Got new J's, stays on my feet Everyday I wake up, that's a gift to me [Hook: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich Tryna' get this money quick Twenty, Fifties, Hundreds, b**h I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich Tryna' get this money quick Twenty, Fifties, Hundreds, b**h [Bridge: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich Diamonds dancing on my wrist [Verse 2: Kid Smid] I was in L.A. and now it's back to plottin' She could be in my way, I gotta weigh my options (whoa) I got the world in my hands Might think I'm talking so crazy Might have your in my plans Look I got quite the mix in this SOLO Call the fix with my bro bro's I don't talk a lot unless it's 'bout the commas Just po' mo' and get slo-mo I landed in the game, I'm only here to grow Plus I'm only 20, got a year to go But that's yet to stop me, watch me Pouring drinks, I'm sloppy All my homies got me, can't copy me I could rock whatever and it's gorgeous I'm banking when the tour hits I'm bout to hit the Forbes List [Bridge: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich [Verse 3: Cheeky] She like "Cheeky what you doing tonight?" I'm like "nothing, got a couple raw papers to light" "Can I come through?" "Well I gotta couple verses to write What you expect? Babe I'm tryna' bring these verses to life" Holdup, I'm just tryna' get this money, b**h I'm young and hungry This is a shoutout to the ones that never did me nothin' How ya like me, how ya like me, b**h I'm out and stuntin' I'm the Alchemist, turning nothing into something Holdup, time to step the bars up Y'all probably though that I couldn't rap Man y'all got me charged up Tried to tell 'em that I've been the best And I meant that, bar none If I'm eating' them my tribe eaten' Cuz they're the ones I starved with Yeah, they the ones, they the ones Got a couple homies that are down to grind Working overtime, tryna' get the shine I just think what I want and I make it mine Young and Rich, eating nothing but Steak and Wine Wakin' Bakin' is a daily habit Saw through you cuz I'm good at magic Doing things you could unimagine You could never beat me, it would never happen [Bridge: Fredo] I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich I just want to be young and rich