The Parable of the Rich Man GoldLink (Ft. April George)

[Chorus: GoldLink]
I don't want nobody and you don't want nobody
And let's just get it started, let this be your party
I don't want nobody and you don't want nobody
Let's just get it started, let this be your party

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
You called me on my phone last night
And you told me send the homies home that night
And you said nobody was invited
And you really didn't make it sound exciting
Then you said you're Lucy, Lucy with a kissy face
Then I said, "Well, I don't know no fuckin' Lucy, babe"
Then you said, "Well, yeah, you know me from your latter days
Who you think was runnin' with you when your homies caved?
And when they ran up in your shit and made your homies lay?
Or when them Baltimore niggas shotted at your face?
Or when them motherfucking niggas from the Southside
Lit your block up, but you wasn't even outside?
Or remember when a nigga tried to jump you?
And you called, I had the strap and then they ran, fool?
Or remember when your broke black ass was hungry?
In the fridge and now you only eat the finer things"
Now let me tell ya

[Chorus: April George]
I don't want nobody, you don't want nobody
Let's just get it started, let this be our party
I don't want nobody, you don't want nobody
Let's just get it started, let this be our party