lookin back now

ye-uh-ye-uh-ye-uh-yeah

yeah

yeah

yeah

r-i-t-t-z bitch!

stop and aim when i'm riding

i'm a modern day van gogh

lucini falling from the sky

cooling high like i'm capped low

my music beating so loud

no wonder why my last dam blow

them rockford fosgates knocking my drop

might rock that lamp post

got powder all in my beard

i ain't been eating no french toast

i finally got a little bread

went from a kimbo slice to a french loaf

success done went to my head

i'm just spending more on my dress code

the clintel is my team

i play point and i'm the head coach

it's rittz

bitch!

my future lookin' so bright

i ain't sweating my past now

i've been working all night

i finish up and i cash out

fly away and get high

take shots of crown 'til i pass out

ain't no stealing my spotlight

they can play the background

there ain't no lookin' back now

nooo-ooo

r-i-t-t-z bitch!

i wanted to throw in the towel

i came so far that i can't quit

i have to say it feels great to finally see a hundred k on my bank slip

these hoes

they wanna strip down

but i got prior engagements

my lady's laying on the bed my leg in her ear

my hand on her anklet

she loved me when i was a bum

but i got a deal

i'm still letting it sink in

it's monday morning

i'm home and i feel liberated like vig and dre did

it's cool to rep for your town

still

at the end of the day you gotta think rich

still cruising on crews road

gold flexin' my candy paint drip

like yeah

people walk up on me in the liquor store they wanna take a pic

i can hear their argument up in the aisle right beside me

saying

is it really him?" and i promise you it is