Rick Rick Ricky Lyrics

Yeah, we all Rick's, different places, different times

Ayy, who are you? I'm me

Who are you? Who are we

Who am I? Who are all of us

Who you gon' be when he call you up

I'm Rick, Rick, Ricky

Rick, Rick, Ricky

Rick, Rick, Ricky

Ayy, Rick, Rick, Ricky

Rick, backpacks full of rhymes and trees

I used to think that's what it took to keep my mind at ease

Life ain't fair but we learn it prior to reading

Navigating through stress so my hairline ain't receding

But getting back to these nouns and verbs

And I was just a youngin' when I found the word

Like a search

I was raised around the hustlers and the church

I was raised around the trap and the choir

Influenced by both, sayin' ain't I be a liar

Pops doin' the beat, moms tryna keep it afloat

Strugglin' with depression and baggage but still the gold

And my brother's all healthy

Probably on the path to bein' wealthy

And if it ain't, then it's all good

Ridin' a Sunday service, listen to Richard Smallwood

I still slap commission

Maybe the wine is when I'm cleanin' up the kitchen

But don't be actin' like I'm perfect

Confessions and repentance when my knees hit the surface

It's all worth it

As I cruise through this album with a purpose

If you need me, better hit me

I am Rick, you are Rick, we are Ricky

I'm Rick, Rick, Ricky

Rick, Rick, Ricky

Rick, Rick, Ricky

We are Rick, Rick, Ricky

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