[Hook - Trey Songz]
I want the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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
[Verse 1 - Drake]
Aw yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel ya
They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar
I get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realer
Just enough to 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 ya'll are still sounding like last year
The game need change and I'm the motherfuckin' cashier
Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed
Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head
Take my verses too serious, you'll hate me
Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture, no HD
Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it
Diss me, 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
[Hook - Trey Songz]
I want the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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
[Verse 2 - DJ Doo-Bay]
Yeah! I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
Man, I hope---I just hope it's not too stressful
Revel, bask in the glory
I wanna be the next big thing and tell my story
Except whips and chains don't mean nothin'
All I need is to be with my girl who loves me
This is my time: be right, live exceptionally
This is my interpretation of livin' successfully
Count my blessings every night
Man, I hold my baby extra tight
Throughout life, she's the one who always treats me right
Destiny is what I'm gonna do
Successfully is my how-to
Failed at a lot, but got so much potential
This is a comeback: I'm just tryn'a be successful
And all I have to say is...
[Hook - Trey Songz]
I want the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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
[Interlude - Publish or Perish]
DJ DOO-BAY: I do believe I've finished
BLACK SMITH: Yeah! Good job
DJ DOO-BAY: Hopefully!
KREATIVE TENDENCIES: This is another edition of Austin not giving a **fuck** about shit! Why? Because I'm a pre-med student. A microbiology pre-med student, and I'm stressed all the goddamn time, and this is the only way I can get the stress out! And don't say start smoking, cause I've already tried that. It don't help
BLACK SMITH: Hahaha, it does not!
KREATIVE TENDENCIES: Cause it just stresses me out more when I come down from the high because then I be lookin' for somethin' to eat and ain't shit to eat!!!
DJ DOO-BAY: "And then I get more pissed off!"
KREATIVE TENDENCIES: And if you've never seen me, I'm a big dude... I gotta eat!!!
[Verse 3 - Kreative Tendencies]
Cheah! Iced out wrist, yeah model-type chick
Fast car, shopping sprees, nigga; out of country check
Got Vuitton on my belt, Kenneth Cole on my feet
Is this really what success supposed to be?
I mean, I mean, I want the
(Money...) Biiiiiiiiiiitch! (Cars...Clothes...)
Biiiiiiiiiiitch! (The hoes...) I suppose
To make me more, then is this really what I need?
I suppose if this what I need, I gotta get it
I wanna be successful! (Successful...successful...)
[Hook - Trey Songz]
I want the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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
[Bridge - DJ Doo-Bay]
Yeah! I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
Man, I hope---I just hope it's not too stressful...
[Verse 4 - Black Smith]
Yeah, I want the clothes, cars, cash and the hoes
And I bet I'll get it all off the backs of my flows
Hate can't douse my fire, not even with a hose
But that blouse I see that devil in is definitely hittin' close
To the home that holds my heart---it's throwin' me off guard
This threat to my security could tear my life apart
A part of me is comfy, the other side is dark
Got me questioning my loyalties 'fore I even make my start
See, what's relative to royalty is never under feet
But what's relevant to honesty is always my defeat
Now it's got me wonderin' whether not I belong up on this beat
Cause all these raps about rims got me more tired than the street
So I spill my heart and soul on top of instruments instead
And tell Fatigue "fuck off" as I attempt to stay ahead
Cause brain will draw the ear even at the expense of rest
And my pen and pad connection are my own ingredients to bread
I want it all!...
[Outro - Trey Songz]
I want the money, money and the cars
Cars and the clothes, the hoes, 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
