"Rich and Sad" as written by and Adam Feeney Austin Post....
Hundred thousand for the chain and now my drop (drop)
When I pull out the garage, I chop my top
Just like a fiend, when I start I cannot stop
I got, I got hella guap, look at me now

(Ooh) covered in carats
(Ooh) mahogany cabinets
(Ooh) I ball like the Mavericks
(Ooh) stable and stallions
(Ooh) massive medallions
(Ooh) I finally had it
(Ooh) but then you just vanished
Damn, I thought I was savage

All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul
Got a hundred big faces, but I'm still alone

Ayy, I would throw it all away
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy
You know I would throw it all away
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy, ayy

Buy me love, try to buy me love
Now I'm alone, Ice Box, Omarion (ooh)
Plenty sluts grabbin' on my nuts (woah)
Might have fucked, it was only lust
I was livin' life, how could I have known? (Could have known)
Couldn't listen to advice 'cause I'm never wrong (oh)
In the spotlight, but I'm on my own (oh)
Now they're all gone (now they're all gone)

All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul
Got a hundred big faces, but I'm still alone

Ayy, I would throw it all away
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy
You know I would throw it all away
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay, ayy, ayy

I don't even wanna go home
In a big house all alone (all alone)
I don't even wanna go home (no, no, no)
I'ma try to call you on the phone
Brrt

I would throw it all away
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay
You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay) ayy
You know I would throw it all away
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay)
Price went up, my price went up, we went our separate ways (separate ways)
I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay (made you stay) ayy, ayy


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

"Rich & Sad" as written by Austin Richard Post Adam King Feeney

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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