Wiz Khalifa — Fuck The Money

[Part 1 - B.o.B] (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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: (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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? (Hook) 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: (Hook) 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' B.o.B got the upper hand as long as I'm breathin' [Part 2 - Wiz Khalifa] (Intro) Yeah It’s Young Khalifa man They don’t want none They don’t none (Hook) 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… (Hook) 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 (Hook) 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 (Hook) That's real shit (Hook) 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