Don't wanna be on the radio
So I turn it off
And I don't wanna be on your * blog
So I shut it off
Switch it off
I don't wanna be in your lifestyle magazine Cause nobody reads
And I don't wanna be on your customized playlist
I want a real big house,
I'ma get that Pool in the backyard,
I'ma get that
And my name on the marquee,
I'ma get that Or just some money in my tea,
I'ma get that
I want some real fancy art,
I'ma get that And a brand new sofa,
I'ma get that
And some chicken with some fries,
I'ma get that Damn,
that would be so nice,
I'ma get that
There's no way I'm gonna work for the man And follow all of his plans
There's no way I'ma once more cop his ass I'ma superior class
Tryna push my fears away But I can't find a middle way
This day and age is taking its toll
I've been holding back for far too long
I don't like this corny song at all I need to take more control
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Tell me how to get out
Mr. Mr. Microphone,
sing me something I don't know
I want a real big house,
I'ma get that A pool in the backyard,
I'ma get that
And my name on the marquee,
I'ma get that Or just some money in my tea,
I'ma get that
I want some real fancy art,
I'ma get that And a brand new sofa,
I'ma get that
And some chicken with some fries, I'ma get that
Mmm, that would be nice, I'ma get that