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Rihanna
Privilege

[Intro]
Yeah…
Mmm… ohh, yeah…

[Chorus: Rihanna]
Why do I gotta fight for my peace? (my peace)
Why do they act like love ain't free? (love ain't free)
If I fall tonight, would they even know?
Guess being born bright is a darker road
Ohh
Privilege never looked good on pain
But I wear it like a gold chain
Yeah, I wear it like a gold chain

[Verse 1: Nico Roberts]
I ain't never asked for the spotlight, it just stared back
With a grin like “you ready for that?”
Mama said, "boy, don’t let 'em rob your spirit"
Now I walk through rooms like God might hear it
Used to think dreams came wrapped in bows
But it’s trauma with a halo, fame with lows
Thеy say I’m blessed, but they don't see thе nights
Where my mind swing swords in the absence of light
Got the crib, got the car, got a view
But still feel empty with the best damn crew
Label meetings sound like auctions
Every “yes” got a fine print caution
She said, "you changed" — nah, I grew
Can’t sit still when the rent ain’t due
Can’t preach real if the pain ain’t true
Privilege... is just pressure in a different hue
[Chorus – Rihanna]
Why do I gotta fight for my peace? (fight...)
Why do they act like love ain't free? (oh no...)
If I fall tonight, would they even know?
Guess being born bright is a darker road
Ohhh…
Privilege never looked good on pain
But I wear it like a gold chain
Yeah, I wear it like a gold chain...

[Verse 2: Nico Roberts]
Another call from the homie in a cell
He said, “you living dreams, but don't forget hell”
I told him I replay his voice like a sample
Like every win I get, gotta light him a candle
People see the flex, not the fracture
See the headlines, not the chapter
I gave my all to a world that bite
Smiled for the ‘Gram, but I cried last night
Love letters from fans like psalms in ink
Sayin’ “you saved me,” now I barely blink
Fame is a drug, but the comedown deep
And loyalty thin when the talk ain't cheap
I sip truth in a chalice of scars
And pray my soul don’t get sold to these stars
Tell me: what’s privilege to a man from the dirt?
Just velvet over trauma that still hurt
[Bridge – Rihanna]
(I tried...)
Tried to make it make sense
But pain don't fold, and truth don't bend
(So I rise...)
Even when I fall low
Even when they don't know
I still glow...

[Outro: Nico Roberts]
Why do I gotta fight for my peace?
Why do they act like love ain't free?
If I fall tonight, would they even know?
Guess being born bright is a darker road
Privilege never looked good on pain
But I wear it like a gold chain...
Yeah, I wear it like a gold chain...