Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Jamez
Songwriter
Akash Lakhani
Songwriter
Gabe Lucas
Songwriter
Jake Richardson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah
Brizzy
In the stu with Marty
Oowa
Woah woah
Off the phone
Oowa
Yeah this my rich lifestyle and I ain't even rich
I just figured out how to live
What bring me up and what doesn't click
I'm lit
Tryna put the world on Richmond confidence
Album number three
To competition infamous
Still the kid
Still Briz
I stay spittin' like I'm packin' a lip
I had to get the business right so I could spend as much as I can
Independent and consistent
Anyone can depend on
I'm livin' in the stu in the south where the rent is way up
But easy money layup to live my life on vacation and travel to where I'm make
Talented women's legs numb
Fell in love with the last one
Thought our time had passed but as time passed
We back on
Yeah third album nothin' like the last one
I done did a back flip
Back in the lake like
Right off the tritoon
Back to my flashy rich life cause I'm tryna get rich like
New whips for the fam
And a crib where Marty can swim
And not just at night
So nothin' light
Every night
Cut the lights out
Except the one
I be the one
And I'm off one
Plus one
Plus one
Album three
It's Brizzy B
Brizzy B
It's Brizzy B
Had to do it without lookin'
Had to do it without lookin'
You need standards
But the standards are all wrong because rich men are selfish
How you think they got all that money
Men with a service driven heart
They're gonna take care of your kids
Take care of you
Love you
Give you what you need
And not try to take all your money or your fame
Y'all do so much for us and for the culture
You deserve a man that's gonna give you that same energy back
And I think maybe
That might be the way to do it
I don't know
Just a thought
Sending y'all love
Writer(s): Jake Richardson
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