See I aint really on this kinda thing,
But it just feels right ya kno

As I sit back reclined in my chair,
And let my pen leake on this page in despair
No one can understand how much is on my mind
So for the next three minutes call me harry that's fine
Before I sat here I thought success was a virtue
Untill I found out how this industry could hurt you
Being the youngest in the game at fifteen relies on my love's in pain yeah

I want the money
Money and the cars
The cars and the clothes
The hoes.. I suppose
I just wanna be
I just wana be succesful
I just wanna be
I just wana be succesful

Yooo

This kind of deep
Kind of shit feeling
Waking up to a life that don't seem real
It's even harder with no one you can relate to
Hard work, no pase still won't let me break through
Still wont let me get in
Everyday at some point I wonder how it would've been
To be a normal kid at fifteen roaming around the streets doing gun sheilds

I want the money
Money and the cars
The cars and the clothes
The hoes.. I suppose
I just wanna be
I just wana be succesful
I just wanna be
I just wana be succesful

You see me shining under the light
You wish you could have it
O'r live my life
But if I told you what shit I did to get here
I garentee everyone hating would stay clear

Yeaah