If I Had A Lotta Money

Hello. Good evening all you people. I would like to speak to you for a minute... about life Life would be so much easier. If I had a lotta money. Let me give you... a few examples... Haha If you had a lotta money I would probably Think you're funny You would buy exotic things Like Rolexes and bunnies The ones that grow seven feet tall And ten dogs, ten cars A fucking mansion Dog, you would get it all But would you spend it on the Shit that really matters If thinking you really bad as fuck Is what's important to you Man you really have to Reevaluate your life And do a Michael Jackson Take a look in the mirror For minute Not just a glance in passin' If that's your passion Be an asshole Yo that's cool but have you Ever had to Sleep on the carpet With fucking dirt With ya back hurting You're back at work after Six hours of sleep And you can't slack 'Cause you need the money Packing a gat in your lunch bag Yeah that's wack ain't it You'd probably buy fucking fifty Paintings At fifty grand each A grand piano in a condo at a Los Angeles beach You'd probably sign Less autographs the more Fans that you meet If you had a lot of money you'd Lose it all in a minute Bet it all at Vegas lose half and Still think you're winning 'Cause you got some And when people tell you To save it you scoff and tell em That's not fun Champaign you'd pop some But Probably a little too much Get a little too buzzed and think Think you can sing good Take it too far And think you're Bruno Mars And end up knocked out By a bouncer and tossed out In the street hard And end up run over By street cars Damn If I had a lotta money I would buy the world If I had a lotta money I would buy you pearls If I had a lotta money I would Find a girl But I don't got none so I'm just broke If I had a lotta money I would buy the world If I had a lotta money I would buy you pearls If I had a lotta money I would Find a girl But I don't got none so I'm just broke If I had a lotta money You would think of me as funny I would buy exotic things Like parakeets and monkeys And go to funky clubs And ballets and plays And buy myself a tank Just to stay Locked in it for days Hop in it and spray Machine gun bullets All over the place Like pissed off teens With spray paint cans And tattooed hands Ripped up pants I'm a pissed off man Can't you tell by now I go tick tock blam! And fuck Ted Nugent Remember when you Shit yourself To get out of the military I tried to join two branches In war time They wouldn't let me That shit upset me I said I can't fight and I can't find A damn job, but I can write And I am hype And I am right That I'm dope as fuck You're damn right But that don't pay the bills I've been told I look like Heath Ledger If only I could have his money Without the damn pills I would feel no need to make Hits, fuck that shit I'd keep it real All verses No singing Only bringing beef And versing all the rappers On the earth who ever once Said they was bursting. If I had a lotta money I would Give a lot back to The people who Believed in me And thankfully there's not many Proud of him That's never what my Mom will say Until I get some pay and buy her A nice car A nice house A couple of nice blouses A nice ring and A nice couch Aww fuck it man A couple of nice couches If I had a lotta money I would buy the world If I had a lotta money I would buy you pearls If I had a lotta money I would Find a girl But I don't got none so I'm just broke If I had a lotta money I would buy the world If I had a lotta money I would buy you pearls If I had a lotta money I would Find a girl But I don't got none so I'm just broke All my friends was in college Talking 'bout college shit I skipped that phase And went straight To talking baller shit 'Cause I don't have the funds All I have is guns No wonder you Ain't pass your class All you have is fun They was like M Where you been You got cars and millions yet And I'm like nah I ain't made it out the Apartment building yet And they like how's Your rap career? Are you balling? Are you the hardest yet? And I'm like nah homie My rap career ain't Really started yet And they're like Sure you'll make it big All this dough you're shelling out I'm like shit if I sell one record It's more than I'm selling now Might as well Selling out Might as well 'Cause I'm a skittzo-fanatic I get so fanatic For rap I gotta have it And cash I gotta grab it And fast I need to feel I'm not straight ready to steal And I have to pay these bills And I have to make it big 'Cause I pack the greatest skills And I rap shit that you feel And I'm tryin' to get me some money I'll hold you for ransom I'm a hardcore rapper I don't need to be handsome I'm tryin' to get that respect So dopeness is a must 'Till I blow up like a rocket ship From Elon Musk If I had a lotta money I'd think Everything was funny Got my beautiful girl who sings With her eyes looking stunning But more money more problems No money; still more problems I guess that's how life is Meant to be There just ain't no way to stop it Shit If I had a lotta money I would buy the world If I had a lotta money I would buy you pearls If I had a lotta money I would Find a girl But I don't got none so I'm just broke If I had a lotta money I would buy the world If I had a lotta money I would buy you pearls If I had a lotta money I would Find a girl But I don't got none so I'm just broke