Take Me Home (What Being Rich Feels Like) [Version 2] Juice WRLD

[Intro]
Mmm (Yeah)
They ask me what being rich feels like (Lost in the abyss)
(Smoking cooking crisp, stupid bitch)
I tell 'em something don't feel right (Lost in the abyss)
Me and McMillan in this bitch (Over some shit)

[Chorus]
They ask me what being rich feels like (They ask me what being rich feels like)
I tell 'em something don't feel right (I tell 'em something don't feel right)
Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right (Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right)
Trying to escape real life (Tryna escape what is real)
They ask me what being rich feels like (They ask me what being rich feels like)
Something don't feel right (I tell 'em something don't feel right)
Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right (Every day I'm reaching for the pills, right)
Trying to escape real life (Everyday I'm reaching for the pills)

[Verse 1]
I'm a boss in these Rick Owens (Rick)
Other niggas ain't got shit goin' (Bitch)
Probably why I got your bitch goin' (Uh-huh)
Only hop in the whip if there's tints on it (Uh-huh, skrrt)
Dior outfit, spent ten on it (Uh-huh)
In the strip club, I threw ten on her (Uh-huh)
Three zips to the face, I'm a young stoner (Uh-huh)
We knock you out, Adrien Broner (Bah)
Get high as I want to (As I want)
Hit a nigga with a one, two (Bah, Bah)
Choppa kick like hi-ya (Hi-ya)
Gun know a lil kung-foo (Whew)
Smokin' on that fire (Gas), I get higher (I get gone)
Rob my supplier (Huh?, Yeah), getaway driver (Skrrt, I get gone)