Rich Homie Quan - I Been lyrics

Yeah turn my voice up a lil bit
Yeah turn my
Turn it up right there

I been through a whole lot of shit
But I didn't tell nobody
I remember I was poor and I was rich
I felt so sore and I felt sick
Couldn't know why I felt embarrassed
I had to stack it from
The floor to the ceiling
I got whores and I got bitches
Who wasn't there in the beginning
Might, might, might keep
Slash that ball on my necklace
But I don't wanna take it there

You got issues you so extra (yeah you extra)
Yeah something bout you make you special
(might be the smile) uhh
Spend 500 on this bezel o-o-o oh
Pull up on her in that Lexus
But I ain't got a Lexus
I really got a beamer and
That bitch be swerving (skrttttt)
Rims stay fucked up
I stay hitting them curbs bitch (I do)
Uh uh ask that bitch about the head she
Gave me behind the curtains
Dont talk on the phone in 3rd person
Them feds on my ass I'm nervous
I ain't change clothes in three days
But I'm still ain't dirty
I got this shagger you think
It's a dozen roses
And I would've popped him if my
Ass wouldn't have been sober
It's finna be World War Three
Front line nothing but them soldiers
ABG, free motive i told ya
Scars on my face because

I been through a whole lot of
Shit but I didn't tell nobody
I remember I was poor and I was rich
I felt so sore and I felt so sick
Couldn't know why I felt embarrassed
I had to stack it from
The floor to the ceiling
I got whores and I got bitches
Who wasn't there in the beginning
Might, might, might keep
Slash that ball on my necklace
But I don't wanna take it there
(I swear I don't)

First time cool
Second time was alright I swear
Got a bando all to myself she
Can walk around it bare
Got a lot of hoes calling my phone
Ion pick up cause ion even care
Lil kid seat in my big truck living like
Ric Flair rIP Nut, boy that shit wasn't fair
Get wrong with me you'll be the victim there
March in nigga get your children snatched
I'm a big dog nigga you's a little cat
(meowwww) i loaded my trigger stay out my BI
I'll have your folks wearing picture
Of you on t-shirts
But it ain't gotta go there
If you don't want to, nigga just say that
And this is real life nigga ain't
No rewind or no playback
Im Rich Homie Quan have you ever heard of me
Look at my chain sack
You will never hear I ain't no lame jack
Just know

I been through a whole lot of
Shit but I didn't tell nobody
I remember I was poor and I was rich
I felt so sore and I felt so sick
Couldn't know why I felt embarrassed
I had to stack it from
The floor to the ceiling
I got whores and I got bitches
Who wasn't there in the beginning
Might, might, might keep
Slash that ball on my necklace
But I don't wanna take it there

I don't wanna take it there
I, I don't wanna take it there
I don't wanna take it there
She don't wanna take it there
We not gone take it there
I promise I won't take it to there
I promise we won't take it to there rHQ
Rich Homie Baby rHQ
What they call me? RHQ
Quan hold up, wait
Tell them who run this shit quan
Rich Homie Baby