(Intro – Quavo)
This the story
This the story
Of a young rich ni**a
(Chorus – Quavo)
This the story of a young rich ni**a
This the story of a young rich ni**a
This the story of a young rich nig**
This the story of a young rich ni**a
This the story of a young rich ni**a
This the story of a young rich ni**a
This the story
This the story
This the story of a young rich ni**a
(Verse 1 – Quavo)
This the story of a young rich ni**a
They shot at my momma house I know they had angels with em
Not my momma
I swear to God this the story of a young rich ni**a had to juug and kick doors for a living
My heart so cold and its in the middle
Ain’t nobody gave me nothing last I remember
You want me to front you some boy you a trap pretender
You weren’t with me in them houses kicking in them buildings
You weren’t with me jugging them ounces by myself I did it
You ain’t with me in the booth right now while I’m making the millions
Graduated from the kitchen
Ni**as hating f**k your feelings
I’m in arenas like I’m Rondo
Came a long way from the bando
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2 – Takeoff)
Let me tell you bout my life lil ni**a
Cross my heart I hope to die don’t tell no lie lil ni**a
You can walk a mile in my shoes young ni**a
If 12 interrogate you, you gon fall I see it in him
Dropping my top and my windows can’t f**k with you ni**as you ni**as beginners
Pull up in the coupe they be like that’s him
Takeoff on everything made a 100 bought a Porsche last year
Wilt Chamberlain Julius Erving money jumping out the gym
Young rich ni**a thats how we live
My ni**a double cupping muddy trouble for real
And I ain’t no Iron man but I keep that steel
My ni**as licensed to kill
Call of Duty damn go for real
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3 – Offset)
This the story of a young rich ni**a
Now these bi**hes go crazy over me they want a picture
I’m tired of these goofy ass ni**a not taking no selfie ni**a
Where the f**k did you go when the young ni**a needed some help my ni**a
Kicking doors was the only way to go
You got a devil inside you
Get the gold that’s the goal
They treated me like I was hoe
ATF in my dope
Is Mr. Offset at home?
Momma told the ni**a no
We really live by the code
Heavy choppers on the road
After the show I’m gripping my 40
We made it Grandma told me
I really know that I was chosen
My life was a roller-coaster
Look at my wrist and it’s frozen
Look at my neck and it’s golden
(Repeat Chorus)
