Money

Uh, she don't really know what my game is
Yeah, all she know is that I'm famous
And she saw my face on her cheap TV
And next thing you know, she stay with me
Well, fuck it, I love it, live it how I want it
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Nut lately, I don't know what you've been thinkin' 'bout
You lookin' at me like I'm someone else
All our conversations just won't help
Can't help you help yourself

Look out my window
Penthouse on the tenth floor
I'm waitin' for my boo
But she's not comin' through
Where did you go, love?
I ain't know it was so rough
We got all these problems
Well, I got money
But I guess it won't solve 'em

I run from the fame, runnin' from the game
I just wanna lay with you, forget about my pain
Runnin' from the face, runnin' from the lames
I just wanna fade away and don't wanna know your name
You can call me an asshole
I don't got no shame
Don't mean to be bashful
But baby, would you let me in?

Lately, I don't know what you've been thinkin' 'bout
You lookin' at me like I'm someone else
I know conversation just won't help
You do you, I'ma do myself
Ah, ah, ah

Look out my window
Penthouse on the tenth floor
I'm waitin' for my boo
But she's not comin' through
Where did you go, love?
I ain't know it was so rough
We got all these problems
Well, I got money
But I guess it won't solve 'em