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NRICH Lyrics by Killer Mike Ft. 6LACK & Eryn Allen Kane, from the album “MICHAEL“, music has been produced by Cool N Dre,  and NRICH song lyrics are penned down by Killer Mike, Dre, Cool, Eryn Allen Kane, Bobby V & 6LACK.

NRICH Lyrics

Niggas do a lot of shootin’, niggas do a lot of shootin’
Niggas shoot off at their arm
Niggas shoot boo, niggas shot crap
Niggas come around the corners and shoot down the street
Niggas shoot shot [?], nigga shot dope into their arm
Niggas shoot guns and rifles on New Years Eve
On New Year, the [?] is comin’ in, the white with me

Rollin’ with my nigga, which niggas? These is my nigga rolls
Jesus was a nigga, my nigga killed him, my nigga wrong
I know you love me runnin’ the jewels, but these my nigga flows
Love ’em like that dumb spit pimp love that nigga hoe
And that’s word to Michael in Fresh, the realest niggas know
That’s the movies niggas should watch, fuck Scarface and Blow
You still talkin’ New Jack City, that’s why you niggas poor
I open Greenwood to show niggas that we is more than stickin’ green under the beams in momma’s wooden floor
And I know some secrets that negro leaders’ll never know
I was in kahoots with the spooks that sat by master’s door
When the revolution let loose, they couldn’t master stove
Eight in the eighties as babies, we sold master’s dope
Labeled us a nuisance, they used the cords like noose and rope
Us poorer nigga babies, we gave ourselves to slavery
Nigga rich, we made it, we should be celebrated

Oh, run up them millions
Oh, then build the feelings
Oh, then make your own rules
Fuck what they told you
Don’t let them own you
Black and pride, black as night, black and brilliant
Walk by faith, not by sight, stand resilient
Two full wings comes to life, time reveals it
Time reveals it

Black like my name, nigga shit what I know
I don’t make friends, hop out and then I go
I don’t pick sides, only my niggas and they niggas
We gon’ turn the streets from projects into pillars
Know I love all my niggas, organized and strategized
Enemies are lurkin’ ’round the way like camouflaged
I’ma be a nigga, get a picture ‘fore I die
This is not a film, this is real, realize
Forty-three for combat, right ’em right in they contact
All my niggas abstract, and we tight like we compact
Niggas car jack, ’cause they jampacked and sidetracked
Came through our hoods, they ransacked, we pushed back

Black like my skin, woah, black like a Benz, woah
Black like my friends who see black in the end, woah
Don’t party with opps, but I can if you kinfolk
Got it like a syndrome, nothing rich as my skin tone

Yeah
Know we really should be celebrated, but
But I got everything else we gotta fight for, so
I’ma put on the gloves

Let me state that I real-estated when others hated
Born a [?], the bastard baby, the single lady
I beat the odds, without God I probably wouldn’t have made it
It’s underwhelmin’ to be so overly underrated
But still they witness and all the riches of nigga richness
Singin’ and dancin’ essentially just a nigga business
But nigga business can turn niggas on to bigger business
They used to own us, but now we own us, that’s independence
My phone is figures, I talked to Randell about bigger figures
I told him “I want a hundred mill'” he said “Think bigger”
Fuck livin’ average, I had to go savage to get lavish
I went from wearin’ them leanin’, to maximize in [?]
And now I move through the Louvre smooth when I’m in Paris
My jewelry flashy, my shirt says garage, I’m drippin’ [?]
On finest fabrics while in the back of German carriage
Same birthday as Hitler, but fuck him, I’m a nigga

Black like my skin, woah, black like a Benz, woah
Black like my friends who see black in the end, woah
Don’t party with opps, but I can if you kinfolk
Got it like a syndrome, nothing rich as my skin tone

Oh, run up them millions
Oh, then build the feelings
Oh, then make your own rules
Fuck what they told you
Don’t let them own you
Black and pride, black as night, black and brilliant
Walk by faith, not by sight, stand resilient
Two full wings comes to life, time reveals it
Time reveals it

Ooh, woo, ooh
Say love
I said ayy-yeah-ayy


SONG INFO:

Song: NRICH
Artist: Killer Mike Ft. 6LACK & Eryn Allen Kane
Album: MICHAEL (2023)
Lyrcis:Killer Mike, Dre, Cool, Eryn Allen Kane, Bobby V & 6LACK
Music: Cool N Dre


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