Unknown Prophets - Rich Man lyrics

[Hook]: He started on the ground, but he held his head tall Cause dreams never lie, he knew he could have it all He started with a big plan And now he is a rich man I know we're only on the ground but I hold my head tall If you stay by my side, then baby you'll have it all Got nothin' but a big plan But soon I'll be a rich man [Mad Son]: He just got his B.A., now life's movin' fast like a freeway Savin' for a home, college loans he gotta repay On the grind, overtime, every weekday Weekends fly by, Monday, it's a replay Out of town trip with the boss for some business Million dollar deals, not believin' what he's witnessed Just then he spotted honey from a distance Pretty young thing rockin' j**els like a princess Flirtatious eyes, smilin,' comin' closer Boss stands up, tells him, "Son, move over" Kiss on the cheek, he takes her coat off her shoulder She loves the finer things, don't matter if the men are older Just another woman that was way out of his league Made a promise to himself to work harder and succeed Condo on the beach, Movado on the sleeve One day he'd have that woman of his dreams [Hook] [Big Jess]: He was a smart and successful, hard-working Wall Street banker In his mid-thirties, six-figure paystub Not exactly rich but living well enough to take a Vacation whenever, spend a weekend in Jamaica Loves talkin' business while sippin' on a co*ktail Confidence is through the roof, he feels like he cannot fail Surrounds himself with the prettiest of women But despite his position, they don't pay him much attention He's got boats but they want yachts and the finer things He always flies first-cla** but they want the private planes He's got a pretty fancy, fully-loaded Maserati But they ain't ridin' for long unless it's a Bugatti It's not like he doesn't get any play But the fact he's not rich always gets in the way So he's determined to increase the income that he's earnin' Cause that's the only way he'll get 'em to stay [Hook] [Kinetics]: He worked in a sweatshop, in a ghetto in Brazil A neighborhood where one wrong look could get you k**ed And if you didn't steal, you survived on minimum wage You lived in a cage, and ate the same dinner for days But hey, he counted his blessings and he made an honest earning, see Made a promise to his wife that he honored earnestly Told her he would always give her everything she needs And always be a loving father to their unborn seed But when she went into labor he sat around nearby But couldn't help to hear the sirens in the streets outside And thought of robberies and poverty and high pollution Kids who never got to be college students, locked into prostitution Parents with early fates, sent the Pearly Gates A kid with a dirty face, with clips and a .38 The things he saw would leave the average man traumatized But they didn't matter when he looked into his daughter's eyes He was the proudest dad And had a woman that would love him for the man that he was, and not the things that he had I guess what matters most He had it all when he held his wife and daughter close...the richest man