rich for you

all the kids i used to hang with out in salem, tellin' everybody that i popped off and i left 'em, they tell their college friends they knew me way before, but now i never hit 'em back, i'm self absorbed, they prolly say i only care about the money, 'cause that's what everybody's thinkin' when you're buzzin', they talk about me like i've had it made forever, like we didn't sneak in and steal shit together, growing up i still think i had it pretty easy, but everyone who's rich i thought they were greedy, my grandparents had a mansion and their son would get his lights cut off, they never helped at all, that's staying with me, and daddy i don't mean to be so rude, but i worry about you now, to tell the truth, so tell them that i'm selfish and i'm stingy, i'm a money hungry sissy, but i'm only gon' be rich, for you, but don't you feel bad, it's okay, i do it all for you, my friend, don't you feel good when it go away when it's all me instead, all eyes on me, all hands on me, all blame on me, yeah, all rain on me, if the ship just sank then shame on me, i got a homie who's a rapper, if he's good it doesn't matter, goes to work, i hit the booth and then he picks me up right after, been kickin' it for years before i had my own career, shit i was climbin', he was climbin', he just stood on different ladder, just imagine, he's been stagnant, but now his younger friend blew up, like, "how the fuck that happened?", you think he'd be bitter, actually he's not, 'cause when his friend is a-list he thinks he gon' be on, they gon' make it tuck together, they gon' hit the club together, they gon' prolly side together, fuck your label up together, they gon' hit the stage together, they gon' tour the world together, they gon' meet some groupie chicks and then break up with the girls together, i ain't even mad, maybe i would do the same shit, i look into his eyes and i can see that expectation, now i can't escape it, that's what i signed to, so i guess if i'm famous, i'll be famous for you, but don't you feel bad, it's okay, i do it all for you, my friend, don't you feel good when it go away when it's all me instead, all eyes on me, all hands on me, all blame on me, yeah, all rain on me, if the ship just sank then shame on me, my family is like a team with a home, but siblings compete together, isn't that so?, my mamma grew up as a middle child in a middle class home, they moved out and went on different paths alone, my two uncles went to college and killed it, they became a success story, the novel they scripted, my mamma went to college but she dropped out and missed it, 'cause she was having some new problems that she oughta just deal with, man i hate the way she talk like she don't think she a winner, i study her at the table at this holiday dinners, my uncles talk about the jobs, but they only ask her sister, about her soon-to-be-famous son 'cause wow, he's a killer, she's so proud!, and i can see the pride in her, and that shit makes me so happy that i can cry with her, now she've become the focus and she deserve it too, so if i'm a success, i'm a success, for you, but don't you feel bad, it's okay, i do it all for you, my friend, don't you feel good when it go away when it's all me instead, all eyes on me, all hands on me, all blame on me, yeah, all rain on me, if the ship just sank then shame on me,