Rich

Rich Wanna leave this place Runaway to outer space I'm a resurrect talkin' shit Some fuc*** ways Leave a message I'm not returning calls today You can put away Your candles and Marvin Gaye All I hear is sirens In a world so violen' Still chasing doe man Oh! take it to your diarret Hey, where to go? You got bosom you got violence Ain't that the cokers Our love is over, our love is over I could be rich, I could be rich Our love is over, our love is over We could be rich, we could be rich