Am I rich
Am I poor
If i left and walked out that door
Would I come back
Or would I stay gone
Will I ever get lucky
And keep growing strong
I don't think I'm rich
And I don't think I'm poor
At least I have a house
With a nice warm floor
I have money, but it may not be much
I guess I am lucky
With a family, and a baby cuzz
So to me
There is no richer or poor
Cause I have all I need
And I have more
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