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Rich & Sad

 

Rich & Sad


She a diva just like Whitney
Toxic like she '06 Britney
Lines of coke to keep her body skinny
Re-up with her daddy's cash
Who's to blame? Insta fame? Or her family name?
It's a shame she turned out this way (yeah)
Her closet full but she feel empty
It's difficult being rich and sad

Beach-front mansion, born in the Hamptons
She gets her way or she throws a tantrum
Moved to LA but she talk Atlanta
She self-proclaims, "I'm such a Samantha"

Tell me, love,
(Tell me, do you feel okay?)
Do the drugs,
(Take all of the pain away?)
Twenty-one
(Dripping in some Cartier, yeah)
It's not enough
(She's slowly gonna waste away)

She a diva just like Whitney
Toxic like she '06 Britney
Lines of coke to keep her body skinny
Re-up with her daddy's cash
Who's to blame? Insta fame? Or her family name?
It's a shame she turned out this way (yeah)
Her closet full but she feel empty
It's difficult being rich and sad

(Who's to blame?
Insta fame?
Who's to, who's to blame?
Who's to blame?)
Being rich and sad
(Who's to blame?
Insta fame?
Who's to, who's to blame?)

Who's to blame but me?
Got myself gassed up, place the flame on me
I been on medication, keep my pain at ease
Got my tank on E, I was in too deep
Feeling low, started living out my Hollywood dream
When we met you instantly became my source of dopamine
Now I regret ever thinking you were the woman for me
Ah, papa don't preach, I ain't been losing sleep, ugh

She a diva just like Whitney
Toxic like she '06 Britney
Lines of coke to keep her body skinny
Re-up with her daddy's cash
Who's to blame? Insta fame? Or her family name?
It's a shame she turned out this way (yeah)
Her closet full but she feel empty
It's difficult being rich and sad

(Who's to blame?
Insta fame?
Who's to, who's to blame?
Who's to blame?)
Being rich and sad
(Who's to blame?
Insta fame?
Who's to, who's to blame?)

(Who's to blame?
Insta fame?
Who's to, who's to blame?
Who's to blame?)
Being rich and sad
(Who's to blame?
Insta fame?
Who's to, who's to blame?)
It's difficult being rich and sad

done

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