Compton rapper Tyga has shared a new single from his upcoming album called "40 Mill," which you can check out below. The single features production from Kanye West, Mike Dean, Jess Jackson, and Dupri, who fill the song with jittery drum machines and moody synth lines while Tyga raps about wanting to be rich, but not famous.
You can check out Tyga's new single "40 Mill" right here:
"40 Mill" is the fourth single to be shared from Tyga's upcoming album The Gold Album: 18th Dynasty, following "Wait for a Minute" featuring Justin Bieber, "Hookah" featuring Young Thug, and "Real Deal." The Gold Album: 18th Dynasty is currently set for release on Nov. 18, and will be Tyga's first album since Hotel California from April 2013. Kanye West serves as the album's executive producer.
"It's gonna be a crazy album," Tyga told Power 106 in Los Angeles. "It's good to have people like [Kanye], [Lil] Wayne, people I grew up on. To be mentored by the greats puts you in that running."
You can check out the lyrics to "40 Mill" right here, as transcribed by Rap Genius:
[Hook]
I don't wanna be famous, I just wanna be rich
40 mil with some acres, makeup for my b***h
I don't f**k with these n***as, stop pretending and s**t
I don't wanna be famous, I just wanna be rich
I don't wanna be famous
[Verse 1]
F**k around, be a Lennon and a fan leave you brainless
All in the paper, gettin' buried by a neighbor
While all of your relatives spendin' all the money that you gave 'em
F**k it, don't save 'em
Let that boy drown if he don't float, guess he wasn't made for it
My n***a hold it, hold it down, listenin' to underground
Poppin' knuckles cause these n***as wanna bring me down
Put your face in the dirt like 4th down
N***as wanna test, but we will never fail
I'm layin' low in my day clothes
Can't get a f**kin' mail vato loco without takin' photos
Man, these crazy n***as loco
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Flip a finger, middle finger, let 'em know that I'm dangerous
All my n***as bangers, chubby riding swingers
And my b***h'll fight ya, Hilary Swank ya
Take your b***h, we ain't even swingers
N***a, try your luck, think it's all entertainment
You all in arraignment, snitchin' to the plaintiff
Who, what, where? My n***as stay nameless
[Bridge]
Mack out your dog for that dough
My n***as they go when I say go
These b****es f**kin' cause they hoes
They hoes for that motherf**kin' fame
[Hook]
[Outro]
We don't f**k with you, we don't f**k with you
I don't need the proof
We don't f**k with you, we don't f**k with you
N***a, that's the proof
N***as talkin', that's bulletproof
Run and shoot
N***as talkin' like they bulletproof
My N***as, they run and shoot
