LYRICS
[Verse1]
R.I.C.H…
A term we choose to describe, an illusion disguised as financial bliss.
Nowadays, our views are derived from confusion and lies….
so lyricism I use to provide truth…like Evangelists.
But with a unique angle twist, imagine if….
you plan a trip- on a long quest for your fortune.
A treasure map directs to a scorching wasteland
got great plans, to gain wealth or rest in a coffin.
Now, X marks the spot….quick to hustle
almost rip a muscle while you dig using picks and shovels.
Disappointment got you kicking rubbles to the side
feeling like quite a fool with no sight of jewels.
Suddenly a deep hole, exposing bright glowing lights grabs your attention
as you come across a magical entrance to another dimension.
Hoping to advance with finance, till finally awoken from a trance
after hearing sounds of kids laughing.
Full of joy in the process of gift wrapping……. Then you wonder, how could this happen?
Distractions caused you to switch passions
battles between reality and fantasy needs to quit clashing.
Find a new stepping stone…. essential values have been a neglected zone ….
Pipe dreams should be left to roam….
Already rich,
cause you possess a home, loyal spouse, kids and good health alone.
[Chorus]
It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency,
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury—no need to flash the shine,
the grand design, is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.
It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency.
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury—no need to flash the shine,
the grand design is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.
[Verse 2]
Value ain’t designed by jewels or the price of linen,
it’s defined by wisdom, refined decisions and timeless vision.
My mind’s conditioned with subtle flex, the humble threat,
the discipline, the hunger kept, investments stacking under debt.
I measure peace by patience-
never one to misinterpret success as possessions,
or obsessed with impression.
Steadfast friends are currency, support becomes the savings plan,
no price tag can replace a fam.
Real fortune isn’t fantasy of gold inside a vault,
it’s the bonds you build at home when the world decides to halt.
Value’s in the roots, not the size of the branches,
focus on growth, not likes or advances, nor hype or the glances.
Simplicity is priceless—peace of mind outweighs the costs,
some treasures never sparkle but they never take a loss.
No schemes fixed, picture the same dream—except the scene shifts,
you enter a clean bliss where peace hits like serene gifts.
[Chorus]
It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency,
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury—no need to flash the shine,
the grand design, is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.
It’s that quiet luxury, where peace becomes the currency.
I rather live comfortably within the act of subtlety.
Quiet luxury—no need to flash the shine,
the grand design is loyalty and family pay the interest over time.
Outro:
“Life has a funny way of reminding us—we already have the richest things:
a place to stand, a heart that beats, people who care, and moments that matter.
Success isn’t a price tag—it’s a mindset.
The world sells the loud version of success, but the quiet one lasts longer.
It’s who you build with, who you trust and who stays when the spotlight fades.
Money can buy comfort but it can’t buy peace.
And peace is the only luxury worth keeping.
Jasmine Reigns.