The money   the cars   the clothes   the hos   I suppose      Yeah   I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes, the hos   I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful      Drizzy!    Aww yeah Trey I fuckin' feel ya   They be staring at the money like it's unfamiliar   I get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realer   Just enough will 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 lot of y'all are still sounding like last year   The game needs change and I'm the motherfucking cashier   Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed   Quarters of the cush ate the lines in my head   Take my verses too serious you'll hate me   Cuz I'm the one to paint a vivid picture no HD      Yeah, I want it all that's why I strive for it   Dis 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, the hos    I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful      Yeah, I want things to go my way   But as of late a lot of shit been going sideways   And my mother tried to run away from home    But I left something in the car so I met her in the driveway   And she cried to me   So I cried too   And my stomach was soaking wet, she's only 5'2"   And 48 hours all before I showed up    And bought $1,000 worth of drinks and got poured up   Damn, my reality just set in   And even when the Phantom's leased them hos still wanna get in   I do a lot of things hoping I never have to fit in   So trying to 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 changes for us every single week so    It's good but I know this ain't the peak though cuz I want the...      I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes, the hos    I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful      Alright well, uh, alright. Let me put this fucking cigarette out.   You know what it is, you know what you're doing is. Making it to the top, all the way to the top. You need to go for the money, and not the honeys, you know what I'm saying?      Wise words from a decent man   Back when I was trying to put a ring on Alicia's hand   This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan   And my delivery just got me buzzing like the pizza man   In person I am everything and more   I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before   But inside I'm treading water trying to steadily swim to shore   I'm on a shopping spree to get whatever is in stores   Yeah, just call me Shopping Bag Drizzy   Or call me Mr. Damn, He Ain't Coppin' That, Is He?   And fans of these freshman is about to get iffy   While this youngin that you doubted is about to get busy   I'ma kill it I promise this I know you're mad   I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads   The big homie use a flash if you must   And I swear I ain't asking for much all I want is the...      I want the money, money and the cars, cars and the clothes, the hos    I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful      Yeah..it's like, I know what I gotta say I just don't know how to say it...to you      Pardon the swag but bitch it's Cart-ey   Long bread, I don't eat shortcake   How come I can't miss a woman like I can't miss court dates   Cheese, but she's not in this portrait   Yeah life's fine, but I don't portray   I'm on the other side, but it is a short gate   I don't want the glow, I want the glory   And I'ma fuck the world, but this is just foreplay   Tired of the bullshit, bring on the cow shit   Haven't met a smell that's stinkier than owl shit   And that's word to Toronto   So high up I got birds in the condo   Ain't that a female dog   Asked her who I am to her and she said God   Weezy baby I go real hard   No further details, boy.