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