(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