| I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes
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| I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| Ahh yeah Trey I fuckin' feel ya
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| They be starin' at the money ilike its unfamilar
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| I get it, I live it to me there’s nothing realer
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| Just enough’ll solve your problems
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| Too much’ll kill ya
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| And when I leave I always come right back here
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| The young spitter that everybody in rap fear
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| Alotta y’all is still soundin' like last year
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| The game needs change and I’m the mothafuckin' cashier
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| Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed
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| Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head
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| Take my verses too serious and you’ll hate me
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| 'Cause I’m the one to paint a vivid picture no HD
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| I want it all that’s why I strive for it
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| Diss me and you’ll never hear a reply for it
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| Any award show or party I get fly for it
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| I know that it’s coming I just hope that I’m alive for it
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes
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| I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I want the money, money, money I want a whole lot of that
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| All the honeys they askin' where the dollars at
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| Where yo' head at, tell me 'bout your styling cap
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| Tryna find a way but you never got a map
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| Dream chaser, risk taker
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| No favor, though haters
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| They might want me to drown
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| Holdin' me down
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| But the throne and the crown
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| Is all I ever wanted, all I ever needed
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| If I’m the only one and don’t nobody else believe it
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| Then keep it a secret nd watch me achieve it
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| 'Cause I know what I want now
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| So if you want the money
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| If you gotta make
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| If you the only one nd don t nobody else believe it
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| Then tell em to beat it
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| And watch you achieve it
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| Sing it if you want
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes
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| I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| Yeah, I want things top go my way
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| But as of late alotta shit been goin' sidewqays
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| And my mother tried to run away from home
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| But I left something in the car
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| So I caught her in the driveway
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| And she cried to me, so I cried too
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| And my stomach was soakin' wet, she only 5'2″
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| And 40 that was all before I showed up
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| And brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got poured up
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| Damn, my reality just set in
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| And even when the Phantom’s leased them hoes wanna get in
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| I do alot of things hopin' I never have to fit in
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| So tryna keep up with my progress is like a dead end
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| My girl love me, but fuck it my heart beats slow
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| And right now the tour bus is looking like a freak show
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| And life change for us every single week so
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| It’s good but I hope this ain’t the peak though
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| 'Cause I want the
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes
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| I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful |