(Verse 1)
I wanna make alotta currency and money and cash
But I just wanna rap I don't wanna study for cla**
But I was sent away to school to gain some knowledge and wisdom
For over fifty thousand dollars paid for college tuition
But my parents can't afford it with the wages they gain
So in order to stay I got a GPA to sustain
Plus I'm playing ball through a signed recruiting decision
Which is a tedious and major time consuming commitment
So I'm forced to try to make some extra dollars and study
And play a sport that I don't want to just for scholarship money
On top of that I wanna rap but there's no time to write a verse
It's my last priority but I want it to be my first
Cause I really wanna focus on my rhymes and my topics
But instead my mind's on my profit and size of my wallet
And I wish it didn't have to be this way but I've gone impatient
I was never in it for the money but I gotta make it
(Verse 2)
I wanna make alotta money and just do what I love
I don't need the j**els and the clubs or booze and the d**
So I'm hoping that my song will make a lasting impression
So I can keep on making music and make rap my profession
I just wanna go on tour around the country and be rhymin' live
I don't wanna have to find a job or work a 9 to 5
But these corney f*gs are getting chosen instead
So when it comes to getting signed I ain't holding my breath
But I ain't asking to be famous with enormous gates or mansions see
I just wanna rap and then support and raise a family
And those that really know me say there's something different bout him
Cause I'd rather be a middle cla** rapper then a rich accountant
That's why I'm sick of rappers bragging bout their revenues
Cause people who are like me could be putting it to better use
So when they say more money more problems
I say if they got more money go rob um