40 Mill Tyga (Ft. Mark Wahlberg)

[Intro: Mark Wahlberg, Tyga]
Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised
Wanna be a monument to physical perfection?
You wanna be a shrine? You should be
You wanted change, right?
All you gotta change is that fanny pack, is that what you want? Ah

[Chorus]
I don't wan' be famous (I don't wan' be famous)
Uh, I just wan' be rich
40 mill' with some acres (40 mill' with some acres)
Uh, makeup for my bitch (Ha)
I don't fuck with these niggas (I don't fuck with these niggas)
Uh, stop pretending and shit (Ah)
I don't wan' be famous (I don't wan' be famous)
Nah, I just wan' be rich (Rich)

[Verse 1]
I don't wan' be famous
Fuck around, be a Lennon and a fan, leave you brainless
All in the paper, gettin' buried by a neighbor
While your relatives spendin' all the money that you gave 'em
Fuck it, don't save 'em
Let that boy drown if he don't float, guess he wasn't made for it
My nigga hold it, hold it down
Listenin' to underground
Poppin' uppers 'cause these niggas wanna bring me down
Put your face in the dirt like fourth down
Niggas wan' test, but we'll never fail
I'm layin' low in my day clothes
Can't get a fuckin' meal at Pollo Loco without taking photos
Man, these lil' crazy niggas loco