It's Not About You
Richie Rich Lyrics


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(feat. Simply E)

[Richie Rich]
Niggas say it was the gold links and the top shelf drinks
That had your ass stitched up, before ya switched up
Used to love a nigga, and then I crossed the game
Couldn't change, so now the scene remains the same
You wanna be hard, tuffy, but I know ya
Don't make me bring up all the shit I did for ya
Ya flip the script when ya hang with them hoes
You better quit woofin before you get a woopin

[Simply E]
I must admit I had your back from the start
I was your lady and my man you played the part
Of the big shot, the rich brother on the block
Anything I wanted you would by it on the spot
Diamond rings, gold chains and things
You showed me off right
Make the money, act funny
Is that the routine, oh it's how you wanna work it
Hoo-ride with your friends like I'm all on it
It ain't even that serious
I know a whole lot a brothers wanna get with this
It ain't all about you so remember this
Man make the money, money don't make the man

[Chorus]
It's not about you baby, it's not about you baby
It's not about you baby, its not about you
It's not about you baby, it's not about you baby
It's not about you baby, it's not about you

[E and Rich talking]
Where you been?
What, where I been? Check this out, don't ask me no shit like that
First of all, how the fuck you gonna act,
Comin at me with some of that bullshit

[Richie Rich]
Art and Link let her, should've told you better
If it ain't about me, the shit ain't G
Do you understand, what I do, is what I do
And why I do, what I do to you
Is other business, so shit don't get it twisted
You mixed it up so now I got to fix it up
Hate when a nigga get to chin checkin
Straighten that ass up in ten seconds
Can't bust a move, if your hair ain't hit, nails ain't hit
New boots, tryna look cute
Girl I made you, and I can unplug the switch
Never ever cross the Rich
You bite the hands of the feeder, and see how quick you lose weight
And still them small dudes you date
You fuckin 'round with them losers, and now you ain't on your toes
I told you 'bout them raggedy hoes

[Chorus]

[Simply E]
I used to worship the ground you walked on
So glad I moved on, got my own thing poppin
Hoe hoppin, ain't quite Erica
I the woman, you the man, who's Tabitha
Who's Jessica, Kimberly and Keisha
You was the bomb-diddy, now you just a piece of my memories
You and me, child please
Double R you's a star, ooh, now you wanna act up
Throw ya hands up like you wanna fight somethin
My crew'll run up in ya spot like it ain't nothin, name callin
In an hour you'll be crawlin on your knees beggin 'please, baby baby, please'

[Richie Rich]
When I found you, you was a puppy with no collar
Believe I raised ya, and taught you 'bout the dollar
Cartier par 've, was the shit we stroke
Whole slabs of crab, so fat, remember that
It's off the hook, and now your ass is gone
See ya later gator, you still fuckin with them haters
Used to ride big body with the chrome shit
But now you busy eatin lunch with the homies





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "It's Not About You" by Richie Rich featuring Simply E is about a relationship that turned sour. The lyrics are a conversation between the two parties involved, with Richie Rich calling out Simply E on her change of behavior after being introduced to a new set of friends. She is accused of forgetting all that he had done for her and turning against him. The chorus emphasizes that the situation is not about either of them, but about where the power lies and that money does not define a person.


The verses contain insults and accusations, with Richie Rich revealing that he feels betrayed and angry about the situation. Simply E talks about how she was once loyal to Richie Rich and had his back, but now she has moved on and is done with the relationship. Overall, the song is about the power dynamics in a relationship and how money can change people.


Line by Line Meaning

Niggas say it was the gold links and the top shelf drinks That had your ass stitched up, before ya switched up Used to love a nigga, and then I crossed the game Couldn't change, so now the scene remains the same
People say that you changed because of luxurious things and alcohol that made you naive; formerly, you loved me, but I left the game, and things remain the same.


You wanna be hard, tuffy, but I know ya Don't make me bring up all the shit I did for ya Ya flip the script when ya hang with them hoes You better quit woofin before you get a woopin
You pretend to be tough, but deep down, I know the truth, and if you keep lying, I will disclose all the favors I did for you; you change your personality when you hang out with those girls, so you better stop bluffing before I teach a lesson.


I must admit I had your back from the start I was your lady and my man you played the part Of the big shot, the rich brother on the block Anything I wanted you would by it on the spot
I confess that I supported you from the beginning; I was your partner, and you acted like a wealthy guy in the area; you bought whatever I asked for instantly.


Diamond rings, gold chains and things You showed me off right Make the money, act funny Is that the routine, oh it's how you wanna work it Hoo-ride with your friends like I'm all on it
You used to give me luxurious items that sparkled; you treated me well in public; you make money and act weird; you operate according to your preference; you go for a ride with your buddies, leaving me out.


It ain't even that serious I know a whole lot a brothers wanna get with this It ain't all about you, so remember this Man makes the money, money don't make the man
It's not essential, and I know many men desire to be with me; Remember, this is not just about you, so understand that money doesn't define a person.


Where you been? What, where I been? Check this out, don't ask me no shit like that First of all, how the fuck you gonna act, Comin at me with some of that bullshit
Where have you been? Why are you asking that? Please don't ask me such stupid questions; you can't act this way, by questioning me with some nonsense.


Art and Link let her, should've told you better If it ain't about me, the shit ain't G Do you understand, what I do, is what I do And why I do, what I do to you
Art and Link allowed her to do that, but they should have advised you more accurately; If it's not related to me, then it's not real or true; You should comprehend that I do what I do, and I will retaliate against you for a reason.


Is other business, so shit don't get it twisted You mixed it up so now I got to fix it up Hate when a nigga get to chin checkin Straighten that ass up in ten seconds
It's none of your concern, so don't misunderstand; you messed it up, but now it's me who has to solve it; it irritates me when someone oversteps, so behave correctly within ten seconds.


Can't bust a move, if your hair ain't hit, nails ain't hit New boots, tryna look cute Girl I made you, and I can unplug the switch Never ever cross the Rich
You can't go anywhere unless your hairstyle and nails are perfect; you want to appear adorable in new boots; However, I was the one who made you, and, similarly, I can isolate you. Never try to obstruct the Rich.


You bite the hands of the feeder, and see how quick you lose weight And still them small dudes you date You fuckin 'round with them losers, and now you ain't on your toes I told you 'bout them raggedy hoes
If you bite the hands that feed you, I will cut you off fast; Moreover, you keep dating those insignificant guys, and now you're not alert; as I warned you about those worthless women.


I used to worship the ground you walked on So glad I moved on, got my own thing poppin Hoe hoppin, ain't quite Erica I the woman, you the man, who's Tabitha
I used to adore and respect you immensely, but now I am ecstatic after moving on with my successful plan, and you are not quite Erica; I'm the female, and you're the man, so who's Tabitha?


Who's Jessica, Kimberly, and Keisha You was the bomb-diddy, now you just a piece of my memories You and me, child please Double R you's a star, ooh, now you wanna act up
Who are Jessica, Kimberly, and Keisha that you hang with now? Formerly, you were the best, now you're a memory; We are a thing of the past, you and me, so that's enough; Double R, you are a famous figure, and now you're causing trouble.


Throw ya hands up like you wanna fight somethin My crew'll run up in ya spot like it ain't nothin', name callin In an hour you'll be crawlin' on your knees beggin' 'please, baby baby, please'
You throw your hands up like you want to brawl; My buddies will enter your place as if it's nothing, insult you, and within an hour, you'll be on your knees, begging for forgiveness.


When I found you, you were a puppy with no collar Believe I raised ya, and taught you 'bout the dollar Cartier par 've, was the shit we stroke Whole slabs of crab, so fat, remember that
In the past, you were like a stray dog I raised and trained on how to be rich, how to earn and spend money, and other financial knowledge; We flaunted Cartier pieces, and those large crab pieces were unforgettable.


It's off the hook, and now your ass is gone See ya later gator, you still fuckin with them haters Used to ride big body with the chrome shit But now you busy eatin lunch with the homies
It's over now that you're out of the picture; Goodbye, because you are still with those enemies; You used to ride a luxurious vehicle with shiny add-ons; however, nowadays, you prefer to have lunch with your buddies.


It's not about you baby, it's not about you baby It's not about you baby, its not about you It's not about you baby, it's not about you baby It's not about you baby, it's not about you
It's not only about you, dear; It's not only about you, dear, so don't think it is; For the umpteenth time, it's not always about you, dear; To repeat, it's not only about you, dear.




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Rob Brown

Richie Rich is a very underrated emcee.. & This whole album was dope to me.. This was my go to track.. ✌❤

Frankie Enis

Jordan Gutierrez you know rich was out long before Snoop

Freedom Jones

@Uncle RR get Snoop by about a decade.....His first album dropped in the late 80's.
Check out his song:"Don't do it"

Gm Visuals

Facts im only 30 but been listening to richie since a lil kid the tupac features put me on him

Uncle

Greg Navarro ......I think he wuz inspired by Snoop doggs Flow

Greg Navarro

Held his own on any 2pac collab track. So smooth on the mic. Was signed to a major label with this release.

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Supa Stackman

Classic and great times to have lived in.

Debbie Mitchell

I love this ❤️ song throw back

Keke

I’ll forever Love Rich 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Joell Anderson

Pops would bump this in the early 90's. Reminds me of better days, Double R needs more recognition.

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