Alacrity

The Big Tymers have some great lyrics. These are just the right balance of player and loser.

Gator boots
With the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job
But I stay sharp

Can't pay my rent
'Cause all my money's spent
But that's okay
'Cause I'm still fly

Got a quarter tank of gas
In my new E class
But that's alright
'Cause I'm gon' ride

Got everything
In my mama's name
But I'm Hood Rich
La-da-da