Rich Brian – “Sydney”

Rich Brian is out with a new single titled “Sydney”. The song was produced by Rich Brian. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Rich Brian Sydney

Rich Brian quietly rebranded himself and has become one of the most well-respected and skilled artists in the game. The 21-year-old Indonesian rapper released one of the best projects of 2019 with his album The Sailor, following up with his 1999 EP last year. Fans have been patient as they wait for the 88rising-signed artist’s upcoming moves, which have arrived this week through the release of “Sydney”.

The new single marks the official return from Rich Brian, who reflects on the self-produced record. The song discusses his trips overseas, how he views himself as a legend, and everyone thinking they know him when, in reality, they don’t even know where his story starts.

Rich Brian – Sydney (prod. Rich Brian)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Uhh

[Chorus]
Flyin’ out to Sydney
Class is on a bee’s knees
I’m a doctor’s writing, you can never fuckin’ read me
I just had my birthday and I wished that I could be me
You old news, so when I look at you, I’m reminiscing
Fuck your ego, salty like some miso
My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal, your pockets on DeVito
You thought that you were runnin’ shit, I turn it to the Me show
An ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo

[Verse 1]
I can’t stress, I can never stress
I started caring less and man I’m feeling the effects
I made myself too proud too many times to feel regrets
Got the shiny rollie, bitch I’m taking my time to reflect like
You ain’t my commodity, no it ain’t too hard to see
I can’t wait for you to say some shit that ain’t involvin’ me
I’ve been home and makin’ money, calls right from my balcony
Shit, I don’t care what anybody say long as I’m proud of me
‘Cause I came from my bedroom to the motherfuckin’ stage
Talked to God the other day, I told him, “Look at what you made”
It’s a championship, I’m gettin’ seven rings in seven days
Your career just like a emo kid, it’s just a fuckin’ phase, man

[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t wait for you to just get over it
I’ve been the shit for long, you just too late to notice it
Vlogging cameras, man, you do everything but focusin’
My mind on January, but you still on that October shit (Uhh)

[Chorus]
Flyin’ out to Sydney
Class is on a bee’s knees
I’m a doctor’s writing, you can never fuckin’ read me
I just had my birthday and I wished that I could be me
You old news, so when I look at you, I’m reminiscing
Fuck your ego, salty like some miso
My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal, your pockets on DeVito
You thought that you were runnin’ shit, I turn it to the Me show
An ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo

[Verse 2]
Ayy, jealousy, ain’t got no time for no jealousy
I’m showin’ love and I ain’t tryna hide it
The start of you don’t mean the end of me
I hate when people just barely know me, but they act like they fucking invented me
Everybody on their scared to grow shit, I’m on my 8th metamorphoses
Man, my life cannot bother me, I did this shit properly
I didn’t let my problems break me, that shit fucking guided me
Talkin’ ’bout you gon’ do this, and that, man speak with honesty
Your life is like a movie, but the trailer’s way too long to see (Ayy)
I don’t write lyrics, I be writin’ scriptures
My mouth is impulsive, when I talk, I never think first
I listen to Lil Wayne, his music is my English teacher
I show my love to legends, that’s why I like my own pictures

[Pre-Chorus]
I do not fix my flaws, that shit’s a part of me
Got different accents, ’cause I’m always somewhere overseas
I’m just working hard and hope that other people notice it
‘Cause making goals and not accomplishing them’s getting old to me (Uhh)

[Chorus]
Flyin’ out to Sydney
Class is on a bee’s knees
I’m a doctor’s writing, you can never fuckin’ read me
I just had my birthday and I wished that I could be me
You old news, so when I look at you, I’m reminiscing
Fuck your ego, salty like some miso
My pockets on Shaquille O’Neal your pockets on Devito
You thought that you were runnin’ shit, I turn it to the Me show
An ocean full of drip, but you still lost just like you’re Nemo