In the world of change, here I am Tryin' to have some thangs So what you need is some game To get your money man Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper
Thinkin' of a master plan 'Cause ain't nuttin' but sweat inside my hand So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent So I dig deeper, but still comin' up with lint So I start my mission, leave my residence Thinkin' how can I get some dead presidents I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuttin' funny Stop smilin', 'cause still don't nuttin' move but the money 'Cause now I've learned to earn 'cause I'm righteous I feel great, so maybe I might just Search for a 9 to 5, and if I strive Then maybe I'll stay alive So I walk up the street, whistlin' this Feelin' out of place 'cause man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of Chicken wings, 'cause that's my favorite thang But without no money man that shit's a dream 'Cause I don't like to dream about gettin' paid So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I've made Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull I hit the DoggHouse, 'cause I'm paid in full
In the world of change, here I am Tryin' to have some thangs So what you need is some game To get your money man Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper