Rich Kids

Yo, turn that shit up
I coulda went to college like rich kids do
Buyin' weed with the money your mom sent you
But I don’t give a damn 'bout no higher degree
Cause you know in rock and roll, I got a PhD, bitch
(That's right, kids.)
We got all that we need, packed it up in the van
Put the pedal to the floor, gave the finger to the man
I’m not a rich kid, maybe that’s a good thing
Ain’t got shit, but I got this far
Keepin it real and rhymin' and stealin'
Doing what I want
Oh ay oh, got no money but it’s
Al-wa-ys, Always sunny honey
(Yeah, that’s right, Always sunny honey
Here we go, second verse.)
I’m broke as a drunkie but I have a good time
All the ladies think I’m cute cause they like the way I rhyme
And the high school kids steal my mp3s
Ain’t no other mother (fucker) rock this mic like me
Chyea
I’m not a rich kid, maybe that’s a good thing
Ain’t got shit, but I got this far
Keepin it real and rhymin' and stealin'
Doing what I want
Oh ay oh, got no money but it’s
Al-wa-ys, Always sunny honey
We got all that we need, (We got all that we need)
We got all that we need, (We got all that we need)
We got all that we need, packed it up in the van
Put the pedal to the floor, gave the finger to the man
I’m not a rich kid, maybe that’s a good thing
Ain’t got shit, but I got this far
Keepin it real and rhymin' and stealin'
Doing what I want
Oh ay oh, got no money but it’s
Al-wa-ys, Always sunny honey
(Always sunny honey
Ha ha ha (rich kids)
Always sunny honey
Yea (Rich kids)