Catch me if you can
I was supposed to be rich by now
Planned it for years
And every year was to be the year
Happy New Year, and then I wish
So now I'm here couple years older
Got to admit, I'm moving towards it
This non-specific point of being rich
Don't even want to work all my life
Just want to be rich
So what determines what's rich
The money, assets, state of mind, happiness
Or a mixture of all the above
Do I really want to be rich?
Because we know, more money, more problems
Best friends become enemies
Associates want to be pals
And I'm clueless to who will really be there at the end
The money or the friend