When I was young I used to dream of all the finer things

Now everything I do is major no more minor leagues

Diamond rings and watches, I think I'm Liberace

Hubert Givenchy, Medusa face on my Versace

I just want the finer things

I just want the finer things

I just want the finer things

I just want the finer things



I want it all and that's all that I want

All of my life I was poor

Heating the house with the stove

My nigga I been there before

Momma caint take it no more

Daddy caint take it no more

I used to steal from the store

Got grown and I copped me a bow

I was letting 'em go for the low

Like pick up and go

But f**k selling dope

This rap shit is all that I know

I went from kicking in doors

Now I got my foot in the door

Now I'm all up in my zone

And all of my niggas on go



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I want the money, the cars and the clothes

I chase the paper not the ho's

They ain't never gave me shit

I'm back for everything they owe

Rome told me go for broke

I told my team I'd put us on

First tape was next to blow

f**k doing time I'm doing shows

I just want everything they said I couldn't have

f**k was they when I was doing bad

Trapping out a hotel room

Momma found out that I got the bag

Got money now I got these niggas mad

Ralph Lauren got the purple tag

I got the swag, I got the swag

I was gone for a minute but now I'm back



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