No Rich Parents

No rich parents, but we still gon’ make it,

Grinding every chart like a degen who’s faded.

NORICH on my chest, whole squad elevated,

From sleeping on the floor to a life gold-plated.

Came from the bottom, yeah the struggle was real,

Never had a trust fund, never had a meal deal.

Just a phone, wifi, and a crypto dream,

Hopium in my veins, chasing that green beam.

Chart going vertical — yeah that’s my therapy,

Manifesting yachts like it’s basic energy.

No silver spoon but I’m cookin’ destiny,

Hollywood life? That’s future-me’s legacy.

No rich parents, but we still gon’ make it,

Grinding every chart like a degen who’s faded.

NORICH on my chest, whole squad elevated,

From sleeping on the floor to a life gold-plated.

We never had a Lambo in the driveway,

But NORICH finna take us to the highway.

Got the whole crew yelling "one more pump,"

Refresh the chart like jump jump jump.

Dreaming ’bout the lights and the cameras flashing,

Poolside views and the champagne splashing.

Never had a handout, never had a plan,

But got ambition like a full-grown man.

To the degens who came from nothing…

To the kids who turned dreams into tokens…

To the late-night scrollers whispering “make me rich”…

This one’s for you.

This one’s for NORICH.

No rich parents, but we still gon’ make it,

Grinding every chart like a degen who’s faded.

NORICH in the sky, whole world gonna take it,

Started from the bottom — now watch us break it.