I make more Mama told you to hate the rich man when you're poor I make more Cause one day finally I realize there's no encore I don't know if anybody is whole, the moment's gone There's no paradise, whimsical worlds and charlatans Chase that back then, take your whole life Be alive, there's no miracles Just luck and sex and miracles I make more, but I'm a pushover You don't know what you know what you don't Guess that's the charm Curiosity makes all the more dope Just throw the dope Chase that back then, take your whole life Be alive, there's no miracles Just luck and sex and miracles I make more, but I'm a pushover Ooh yeah, let's eat the rich Ooh yeah, let's eat the rich I hope they taste like chocolate Ooh yeah, let's eat the rich Ooh yeah, let's eat the rich I hope they taste like chocolate Chase that back then, take your whole life Be alive, there's no miracles Just luck and sex and miracles I make more, but I'm a pushover