Hi, my name is Nova And I think I made it This goes out to my ex-boyfriends Hope you really hate it I f**king starved to get here I gave so much heart I'm heartless I need the gold to fill the empty places There was darkness I don't sign with devils Steal my soul to make their millions You think you something, you ain't shit but money and opinions I was black inside, it turned into diamonds Under pressure, pressure That's exactly why I build castles from gold statues and gold records If money make you rich Then money make you famous You call me a bitch But that's just cause you hate this I'll be in the ditch I've been through the wringer But I'll be standing at the top Waving my middle finger, singing Can't stop Won't stop I get it on my own Take this, fake shit And turn it into gold Can't stop Won't stop I want it made in gold I want it made in gold Mister dentist, can you get me fancy gold teeth? Yeah, I got some cavities, 'cause shit I say is so sweet First word was burn, my second, third oh, pretty-pretty Rappers on and on 'bout twenty-inch rims How much would it be for fifty? I'm about to explode Who's Dr. Dre 'cause he know I can't do stitches Is it toxic if I cover myself in the color of the riches? I can paint all my assistants Hey, hey, hey, excuse me I brought you my heart, can you please just melt it down to jewelry? If money make you rich Then money make you famous You call me a bitch But that's just 'cause you hate this I'll be in the ditch I've been through the wringer But I'll be standing at the top Waving my middle finger, singing Can't stop Won't stop I get it on my own Take this, fake shit And turn it into gold Can't stop Won't stop I want it made in gold I want it made in gold Can't stop Won't stop Can't stop Won't stop Could hop the bus and hit the town And rock another stage Crash another couch And hope the asshole f**king paid Buy a one-way ticket, see that I wasn't afraid I deserve this shit for all the sacrifice I made If money make you rich Then money make you famous You call me a bitch But that's just cause you hate this I'll be in the ditch I've been through the wringer But I'll be standing at the top Waving my middle finger, singing Can't stop Won't stop I get it on my own Take this, fake shit And turn it into gold Can't stop Won't stop I want it made in gold I want it made in gold Can't stop Won't stop Can't stop Won't stop Can't stop Won't stop Can't stop Won't stop Can't stop Won't stop Made in gold