[Intro] One day the poor will have nothing left to eat… but the rich. …so I plated myself in gold. Richmond. [Chorus] One day the poor will have nothing left to eat but the rich Diamond fork, golden dish God bless, tap twice, that’s it Anything helps? Then buy the Rich merch Sell out in my private church [Verse 1] Prime access, only 9. 99 Poor line left, rich line right Red carpet rope in the spot light Hunger King crown tilted sideways Fast food throne but it’s five-star always Poor queue stretching round the block Rich elevator straight to the top God bless printed on the tee But the blessing got a VIP fee I framed a dollar sign in Cartier glass Call it conceptual art with class You wrote Eat the rich with permanent marker I made it darker and trademarked it [Bridge] Anything helps. So I helped myself. God bless. Luxury stress. [Chorus] One day the poor will have nothing left to eat but the rich Diamond fork, golden dish God bless, tap twice, that’s it Anything helps? Then buy the Rich merch Sell out in my private church [Verse 2] I tokenized my childhood trauma, now it’s a blue chip grief Floor price dipped when I cried in the group chat, brief They said eat the rich so I plated myself medium rare Served with a side of compound interest and a prayer Capitalism on life support, I’m the ventilator lease I pay taxes in meme coins, still havin fun You rage against the machine I bought the march, rebranded it "Richmond Walks Fine" I auctioned my conscience on OpenSea, reserve was a soul Nobody bid so I bought it back, yeah, I’m the devourer Feeding on venture capital like it’s baby powder [Verse 3] Yeah… she left me broken, I left her on read. Then I left her again.... on Netflix. Turned my trauma into content, now it streams Bad relationship? That’s a premium scene Exes mad but the residuals pop when the trauma drop I’m cryin in 4K while the checks don’t stop They said give us the mess, we’ll give you the blessings I pitched it to the execs like toxic love meets Succession Therapy cost four hunna per hour, I turned it to four mil per season Every I hate you now got commercial potential credited bitch as inspiration for the villain in me I turned the nights I cried into Emmy bait While she’s cryin over a dude who can’t pay rent Season 2 green lit, plot twist: she sues me I counter with emotional damages, she loses. Billionaire problems: deciding which planet to buy next While you’re budgeting ramen, I’m budgeting context They call me parasite, nah, I’m the host with the most You’re mad at the feast? Bitch, I’m the roast
