[Verse 1: Lead Rapper, booming Southern baritone, commanding preacher cadence, full bouncy boom-bap beat, from the first second] Listen! I been broke and I been paid, let me tell you the truth Money buy a mansion, but it never buy the youth Best meal that I ever had was rice and some beans At my grandmama table with the cousins and the teens Free like the laughter at a cookout in June Free like the radio playing your favorite tune Free like a hug when you walk through the door Free like the feeling when you don't keep score [Hook: catchy sing-along chant, crowd vocals, DJ scratch on the last word] Hey! (hey!) It don't cost a thing (a thing!) Sun on your face and the whole block sing (sing!) Hey! (hey!) Keep the diamond ring (the ring!) I'm rich in the moments, that's a priceless thing [Verse 2: Second Rapper, raspy, witty and playful, bouncing flow] Got a million in the bank? Cool, can it buy you a nap? Can it buy you a friend who'll pick up and call back? I got rich off a sunset, couldn't price it if I tried Paid zero for the ocean and it still opened wide Library card's my black card, swipe it for a book Kids out on the corner teaching dances, take a look Grandpa telling stories with the same old jokes Richest man alive, never owned a pair of boats [Hook: catchy sing-along chant, crowd vocals] Hey! (hey!) It don't cost a thing (a thing!) Sun on your face and the whole block sing (sing!) Hey! (hey!) Keep the diamond ring (the ring!) I'm rich in the moments, that's a priceless thing [DJ Break: 8 bars, scratching, horn stabs, crowd claps, both rappers hyping "ho!"] [Verse 3: Lead Rapper, booming baritone, slower and heavier, preacher energy rising] Now hold up, hold up, let me preach for a minute Life ain't a store, and you ain't what's in it Nobody at the end ever asked for a bigger car They be asking for their people, asking "where y'all are?" They be asking for a hand, for a song, for a face For the smell of the kitchen in their mama's old place So spend it on the memories, invest it in the love That's the only kind of interest that they can't take from us [Bridge: beat drops to bass and a lone horn, both rappers spoken, warm] Text your crew... plan the cookout... Turn the music up... call grandma... That's the bag right there [Final Hook: full beat, everyone chanting, biggest energy, DJ scratches] Hey! (hey!) It don't cost a thing (a thing!) Sun on your face and the whole block sing (sing!) Hey! (hey!) Keep the diamond ring (the ring!) I'm rich in the moments, that's a priceless thing Hey! (hey!) Priceless thing! [Outro: DJ scratch, hard stop on the last beat of the bar, no fade-out, loops back into Verse 1]
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