This is a song about "I want to be rich"

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

That shit's clear to me, i want anyone dear to be hidden,

But fuck that , a hoodrat is something i dont want to be

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Night i need that she comin here right away

To be who i want to be one day

I never smiled as a juvenile

I just want to be next to you to see your smile

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

If loving you is wrong, than i dont want to be right.

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

You're on my mind more than i want you to be