The question is, everybody be with you when you got paperWanna see you fall, they wanna see you on the downfallWanna see some W's, I'm tired of L'sWell you the one that be talkin' all that bullshitThat's why I won a GrammyTook a red dot I's out to Mike Paul's liveBeat me up in a Stella, up in this ice off cribFeelin' like I'm livin' in paradise, I'm rockin' to so much iceI feel like I'm livin' life, we party like all nightEverybody can't live in this rich lifeWanna check out my archives, wanna hop on my franchiseBad bitches every day, I don't know who I'ma pickCause I'ma pick the fine chick, you know this party is litCause I'm chillin' like a villain by the palm treesSittin' on the white sand, sippin' on daiquirisSmokin' on a Cuban cigar, when I's a leader for the carGot the door ajar, they got me feelin' like a starThey got me feelin' realThey got me feelin' realI'm livin' good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeI'm livin' good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeNow watch me roll up in the curb with my red deuce and birdI do whatever you talkin' meSuper dominant jump in the pool cause I'm makin' movesCause I'm livin' in a promised land, sweet as it's like TarzanI done traveled in a caravan, cause you know it's rare, manI'm throwin' like an airman, cause I'm like an airmanMr. Fantasy Island, Mr. Black AttackSee, we do this every weekend, can I get a preview?Got me feelin' real good, just like Hammond on EarthYou know it feels like a curseI got a house in Beijing, on the other side of the EarthI got two whips, and got two chicks in a Westman'sAnd a Sassman'sCause I own my own yacht, and the loadin' docksI own a couple of stocks, I own half of the blockBut should we just say cheers, we'll be up in hereBut we sip champagne with them tattoo tearsThey got me feelin' real good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeI'm livin' good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeDoin' 100 miles per hour on the freewayI count deposits because I give em' fuckin' leewayCause I feel like Robin Leach when I have to come and leechLifestyle of the rich and fame in the streetsI ride my neck, blood diamonds in my hairI got my paper and my Louis bag, I'm a millionaireI caught it all in crypto, I'm feelin' that crystalThe type of your quick goalsI carry my pistol, I'm a millionaireI don't call it soI'm livin' good, eatin' good in specific restaurantsDon't need a pass, higher class, higher echelonsBecause I'm wearin' my entire, get a better responseCause my suits is tailored, big Louis VuittonCrystal bottom minutes, baby, you feel like I'm in VeniceBurn this paint on the wall, cook this paint until I'm finishedI've paid with your statute guides, I've written all the timesBut now I'm rich and famous, I'm livin' livesCause I'm a godThey got me feelin' real good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeI'm livin' good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeThey got me feelin' real good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeI'm livin' good in this rich lifeI do whatever it is to live this rich lifeyou