Lifestyles of the Rich & Hated (feat. Rick Ross)

You know Lifestyle of the, the rich and hated Shadowboxing in the dark Ayy I drove the Bentley overseas In southern Italy, I'm on Capri The ones that hatin' don't believe Prolly never seen a 100 G's Started out with nothing but a dream Now it's 1500 for these jeans Now I know the way that wealthy people think All in the emirates lounge just politicking with some sheikhs I'm bringin' the facts, y'all keep bringin' up bullshit, you should relax Y'all keep looking for chinks, all in my armor, looking for cracks Y'all keep looking for shortcuts, looking for cheat codes, looking for hacks California living, bruh, I'm overtaxed But all around the world, I'm on welcome mats Oh, they think I'm a gimmick, someone told me that The lifestyle of the rich and hated on, I guess this comes with that I won't take nothing back You know Life could be worse What can I do but enjoy the perks? No one believed in me at first Y'all just laughed and said "good luck, I hope it works" Tried to block my shine, I'm who you shaded Talkin' bout I'm overrated I thought you might be juiced I finally made it, I guess Lifestyle of the rich and hated Oh, what a life, this is I rolled the dice, was hoping it's nice Tell you the truth, some days I wake up, feel like I'm over this life Like me and hip-hop had fell out of love and broken up twice I want all the love you fucking owe me Surprising if by now you still don't know me Some want the new me, some want this, some want the old me But I thought I told you all you can't control me Mentality's Kobe, rest in peace Tattoes on my back, I call 'em angel's feathers Smoking out the papers, ashes on my leathers Tears that I be shedding, is it gone get better? I let my bitches go but kept that MAC-11 Looking in the mirror, I can see them flaws Chains around my neck, still standing in my 'draws Facetious repetitions, back to sipping sauce Facetious repetitions, back to sipping sauce Clothes still in my closet won't get worn for years Never broke if I got cocaine at my fingertips Sniff sniff, if if If you ride with me, I'm tryna make a bitch rich Shit, I be riding the wave I'm walking on the beach, deciding to try some things Make it to the top, we gotta find a way Parachute your ass out of a private plane (boss) (M-Maybach Music)