It`s Not About You

(Richie Rich)<br>Niggas say it was the gold links and the top shelf drinks<br>That had your ass stitched up, before ya switched up<br>Used to love a nigga, and then I crossed the game<br>Couldn`t change, so now the scene remains the same<br>You wanna be hard, tuffy, but I know ya<br>Don`t make me bring up all the shit I did for ya<br>Ya flip the script when ya hang with them hoes<br>You better quit woofin before you get a woopin<br><br>(Simply E)<br>I must admit I had your back from the start<br>I was your lady and my man you played the part<br>Of the big shot, the rich brother on the block<br>Anything I wanted you would by it on the spot<br>Diamond rings, gold chains and things<br>You showed me off right<br>Make the money, act funny<br>Is that the routine, oh it`s how you wanna work it<br>Hoo-ride with your friends like I`m all on it<br>It ain`t even that serious<br>I know a whole lot a brothers wanna get with this<br>It ain`t all about you so remember this<br>Man make the money, money don`t make the man<br><br>(Chorus)<br>It`s not about you baby, it`s not about you baby<br>It`s not about you baby, its not about you<br>It`s not about you baby, it`s not about you baby<br>It`s not about you baby, it`s not about you<br><br>(E and Rich talking)<br>Where you been?<br>What, where I been? Check this out, don`t ask me no shit like that<br>First of all, how the fuck you gonna act, <br>comin at me with some of that bullshit<br><br>(Richie Rich)<br>Art and Link let her, should`ve told you better<br>If it ain`t about me, the shit ain`t G<br>Do you understand, what I do, is what I do<br>And why I do, what I do to you<br>Is other business, so shit don`t get it twisted<br>You mixed it up so now I got to fix it up<br>Hate when a nigga get to chin checkin<br>Straighten that ass up in ten seconds<br>Can`t bust a move, if your hair ain`t hit, nails ain`t hit<br>New boots, tryna look cute<br>Girl I made you, and I can unplug the switch<br>Never ever cross the Rich<br>You bite the hands of the feeder, and see how quick you lose weight<br>And still them small dudes you date<br>You fuckin `round with them losers, and now you ain`t on your toes<br>I told you `bout them raggedy hoes<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>(Simply E)<br>I used to worship the ground you walked on<br>So glad I moved on, got my own thing poppin<br>Hoe hoppin, ain`t quite Erica<br>I the woman, you the man, who`s Tabitha<br>Who`s Jessica, Kimberly and Keisha<br>You was the bomb-diddy, now you just a piece of my memories<br>You and me, child please<br>Double R you`s a star, ooh, now you wanna act up<br>Throw ya hands up like you wanna fight somethin<br>My crew`ll run up in ya spot like it ain`t nothin, name callin<br>In an hour you`ll be crawlin on your knees beggin `please, baby baby, please`<br><br>(Richie Rich)<br>When I found you, you was a puppy with no collar<br>Believe I raised ya, and taught you `bout the dollar<br>Cartier par `ve, was the shit we stroke<br>Whole slabs of crab, so fat, remember that<br>It`s off the hook, and now your ass is gone<br>See ya later gator, you still fuckin with them haters<br>Used to ride big body with the chrome shit<br>But now you busy eatin lunch with the homies<br><br>(Chorus)