The money (money)
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Cars (cars)
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The clothes (clothes)
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The hoes
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I suppose
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Yeah!
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I want the money, money and the cars
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Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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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Drizzy
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Aw yeah, Trey, I f*ckin' feel ya
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They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar
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I get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realer
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Just enough to solve your problems, 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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A lot of y'all are still sounding like last year
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The game need change and I'm the motherf*ckin' cashier
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Nickels 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, you'll hate me
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'Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture, no HD
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Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it
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Diss me, 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
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Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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 to go my way
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But as of late, a lot of shit been going sideways
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And my mother tried to run away from home
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But I left something in the car and 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 soaking wet, she only five-two
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And Forty, 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 a lot of things hopin' I never have to fit in
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So try to keep up with my progress, it's like a dead-end
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My girl love me, but f*ck 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 know this ain't the peak though 'cause I want the
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Money, money and the cars
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Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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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(Aight, well uh, aight, we'll just f*ckin' figure it out)
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(Young boy figure it out, you know what you're doing
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Taking it to the top, all the way to the top
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You need to go for the money, and not the honey
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You know what I'm saying?
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You know what I'm saying?)
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Uh
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Wise words from a decent man
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Back when I was tryna put a ring on Alisha hand
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This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan
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And my delivery just got me buzzing like the pizza man
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In-person I am everything and more
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I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before
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But inside I'm treading water, steady tryna swim to shore
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I'm on a shopping spree to get whatever is in store
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Yeah, just call me "Shopping Bag Drizzy"
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Or call me Mr. "Damn, he ain't coppin' that, is he?"
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And fans of the freshman is about to get iffy
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While this youngin' that you doubted is about to get busy
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I'ma kill it, I promise, that's how I know you're mad
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I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads
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The big homie, use a flash if you must
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And I swear I ain't asking for much, all I want is the
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(Yeah) I want the money, money and the cars
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Cars and the clothes, the hoes, I suppose
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I just wanna be (yeah) I just wanna be successful (that's all I want, man)
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I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful (you gotta tell 'em, Trey)
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I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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Yeah, it's like I, it's like I know what I gotta say
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I just don't know how to say it, to you
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Uh, pardon the swag, but bitch it's Car-tey
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Long bread, I don't eat shortcake, how come I can't
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Miss a woman like I can't miss court dates
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Cheese, but she's not in this portrait
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And yeah, life's fine, but I don't portray
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I'm on the other side, but it is a short gate
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I don't want the glow, I want the glory
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And I'ma f*ck the world, but this is just foreplay
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Tired of hearing bullshit, bring on the cow shit
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Haven't met a smell that's stinkier than our shit
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Ha, and that's word to Toronto
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So high up, I got birds in the condo
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Ha, ain't that a female dog
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Ask her who I am to her, and she yell, "God"
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Weezy Baby, I go re-al hard
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No further details, boy
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