Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

Understood

Aye look, peep game right, Nard & B I told Nard I just bought this new ice

He gon tell me I paid too much for this muhf*cka, haha

I think this muhf*cka hittin' though, Ion really give a damn Trenchwerk

Ay, I got these diamonds on my chain, tunnel vision on my brain

I'm just focused (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Hundred dollars to my name, in the trap making plays

I just sold ya (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

And when they said I play no games, ride that beat like I'm insane

I need a chauffeur (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Misunderstand ain't understood, the closest he been to the hood

Was the motor (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

First 48 he in that room, I heard he slipped when he told

Got this beat from our boy Ye, you know they dipped it in gold

I been hustling ain't no refund, when I ship it, it's sold

I don't trust none of these niggas so I'm gripping my tool

Momma said "stay on your feet", so yeah I tip in my shoes

I keep my eyes on they mouth, right when they whisper the move

Woke up this morning, told my son, “RoRo this one for you”

I hid some money under the tongue, in the front of the stu

Influence them they wanna live just like me

Buy property and own they home just like me

Keep that money save it up and they gon' hate clearly

I couldn't afford it growing up but never fake jewelry

Now I got these diamonds on my chain, tunnel vision on my brain

I'm just focused (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Hundred dollars to my name, in the trap making plays

I just sold ya (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

And when they said I play no games, ride that beat like I'm insane

I need a chauffeur (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Misunderstand ain't understood, the closest he been to the hood

Was the motor (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

Get on these beats, I close my eyes, and yeah I speak from my soul

I keep that heater under my pillow 'cause I can't sleep when it's cold

I can't f*ck with none of these niggas I be peepin' they hoes

And I made it out the hood I had to reach for my goals

I had to learn it by myself for when my teacher was gone

She said I never wouldn't be shit but see my teacher was wrong

I know that karma coming back and yeah, you reap what you sow

They thought my ship was going to sink, I had to keep it afloat

Thought I went broke but I was just saving up

I still ain't met my quota and I still ain't made enough

Keep that money save it up and they gon hate clearly

I couldn't afford it growing up but never fake jewelry

Now I got these diamonds on my chain, tunnel vision on my brain

I'm just focused (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Hundred dollars to my name, in the trap making plays

I just sold ya (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

And when they said I play no games, ride that beat like I'm insane

I need a chauffeur (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Misunderstand ain't understood, the closest he been to the hood

Was the motor (whoa whoa whoa whoa)