Wiz Khalifa, B.o.B - Fuck The Money lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa, B.o.B - Fuck The Money lyrics]
Well, I’m gonna make a lot of money
(make a lot of money)
Then I’m gonna quit this
Quit this crazy scene
Well I'm a quit this crazy scene
Cause being famous ain't all what
They make it to be but back then y'all this
Was my favorite dream
But now, I wouldn't hesitate I would leave
Cause I'mma
Oh, well I guess got problems
I dropped out of school
Ain’t think about college
So my apologies to my mother and father
For bein' stubborn
Ever since I was a toddler
Well I'mma quit this crazy dream
Cause when I hit the stage
All the ladies scream
And when I pass by they all waving at me
But I be getting tired y'all, pray for me
Oh yeah, you say it could be worse?
Oh here, step into my shoes
Put yourself in my shirt!
I'm only human y'all so we all gotta work
But sometimes I wonder why I
Even came to this Earth i'mma
Sometimes I just feel hopeless
Pacin' back and forth, man I can't even focus
That's why I'm always smokin'
In the booth recordin' as my mind races
Like Jeff Gordon i'mma
It ain't supposed to be so hard
I always said I'd quit if it felt like a job
I'd rather be pissed than
Pretend that I'm not
And try to play along with the whole facade
I wanna
It ain't a question to me
Look at me, I know what I'm destined to be
This is spiritual y'all, I'm wrestlin' beasts
But pretty soon, I'll be restin' in peace
I'mma
Come on, y'all actin' like I can't feel you
I can look in your eyes and tell
You what you done been through
And I could give a fuck
Because I got bigger issues
So at this point in my life
How can I get through?
Look a lot of haters attack but
It's my job to speak the truth on the track
So say what you like, you just givin' me gas
Cause by now
I got enough to drive to Venus and back
So I'mma
Fuck the money I'm leavin'
I'm goin' back home after I break even
I said what I said so as long as I'm speakin'
BoB got the upper hand as
Long as I'm breathin'
Yeah it’s Young Khalifa man
They don’t want none they don’t none
Uh, How can I not
Give these niggas the game
When game’s all I got
The car of your dreams
We push it off the lot
Besides smoking the most expensive pot
Baby, I’m trynna
Well, not quitting i bought my niggas Bob
We like Jordan and Scott Pippen
Try to tell ‘em before for
Some reason or another they would not listen
Tell the driver
We smoking raise the partition
Meet a lot of bad women
Smoke joints with ‘em, take ‘em all swimming
Shop, drink liquor until we fall
Some would say it’s wrong
That's what I call living
And them groupies ain't afraid to get
In the car with ‘em
Leaving there man and get high
As my credit card limit
Fuck 'em all, I’m trynna
That's real shit
Weed jars, muscle car garage
Charge it to the game
No signature being forged
The boss of my own shit, I’m in charge
Only one goal, live life, live large, yeah
Playing my part, Larry Johnson
Now a round of applause
For what I’ve accomplished
Fucking awesome
(make a lot of money)
Then I’m gonna quit this
Quit this crazy scene
Well I'm a quit this crazy scene
Cause being famous ain't all what
They make it to be but back then y'all this
Was my favorite dream
But now, I wouldn't hesitate I would leave
Cause I'mma
Oh, well I guess got problems
I dropped out of school
Ain’t think about college
So my apologies to my mother and father
For bein' stubborn
Ever since I was a toddler
Well I'mma quit this crazy dream
Cause when I hit the stage
All the ladies scream
And when I pass by they all waving at me
But I be getting tired y'all, pray for me
Oh yeah, you say it could be worse?
Oh here, step into my shoes
Put yourself in my shirt!
I'm only human y'all so we all gotta work
But sometimes I wonder why I
Even came to this Earth i'mma
Sometimes I just feel hopeless
Pacin' back and forth, man I can't even focus
That's why I'm always smokin'
In the booth recordin' as my mind races
Like Jeff Gordon i'mma
It ain't supposed to be so hard
I always said I'd quit if it felt like a job
I'd rather be pissed than
Pretend that I'm not
And try to play along with the whole facade
I wanna
It ain't a question to me
Look at me, I know what I'm destined to be
This is spiritual y'all, I'm wrestlin' beasts
But pretty soon, I'll be restin' in peace
I'mma
Come on, y'all actin' like I can't feel you
I can look in your eyes and tell
You what you done been through
And I could give a fuck
Because I got bigger issues
So at this point in my life
How can I get through?
Look a lot of haters attack but
It's my job to speak the truth on the track
So say what you like, you just givin' me gas
Cause by now
I got enough to drive to Venus and back
So I'mma
Fuck the money I'm leavin'
I'm goin' back home after I break even
I said what I said so as long as I'm speakin'
BoB got the upper hand as
Long as I'm breathin'
Yeah it’s Young Khalifa man
They don’t want none they don’t none
Uh, How can I not
Give these niggas the game
When game’s all I got
The car of your dreams
We push it off the lot
Besides smoking the most expensive pot
Baby, I’m trynna
Well, not quitting i bought my niggas Bob
We like Jordan and Scott Pippen
Try to tell ‘em before for
Some reason or another they would not listen
Tell the driver
We smoking raise the partition
Meet a lot of bad women
Smoke joints with ‘em, take ‘em all swimming
Shop, drink liquor until we fall
Some would say it’s wrong
That's what I call living
And them groupies ain't afraid to get
In the car with ‘em
Leaving there man and get high
As my credit card limit
Fuck 'em all, I’m trynna
That's real shit
Weed jars, muscle car garage
Charge it to the game
No signature being forged
The boss of my own shit, I’m in charge
Only one goal, live life, live large, yeah
Playing my part, Larry Johnson
Now a round of applause
For what I’ve accomplished
Fucking awesome