Want It All X2

I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your shoes, and I want your girl too
I just want it all
Anything, and everything, maybe the whole world too
I just want it all
I just want it, I just want it, I just want it all

Alright, look
It must've started at a young age
Having visions of living this lifestyle, one day
Making wishes that the music business, not all cliche
Intuitions of winning awards at the VMA's
Lamborghini dreams, from this broken-down Hyundai
Barely eating at all, to only eating gourmet
From suicidal thoughts, to landing all these damn tour dates
I'm need the money upfront, in a cash-filled briefcase
Because, I'll bring Jersey to LA, boy
With this all-black clothing
All-black Rovers, unnoticed
Driving all over
Now we getting escorted, bro, instead of pulled over
And it's crazy, right?
Hangover, want a crazy night
Now that I'll be getting paid to write
So we gonna' rewrite history
And save our rights
I want the power to smash any queen in sight, tonight
I want freedom in my contract
Every fucking album is my life inside a soundtrack
So when it goes down, you already know that I'm bounce back
Put it on paper, and send it out in a format
I need a million dollars, all in little bills
A nice penthouse view, somewhere in the Hills
I'm getting high off bars, but never took a pill
I need a Hollywood star, because being broke, kills

(So you listen to me, and you listen well
Are you behind on your credit cards bills?
Good!
Is your landlord ready to evict you?
Good!
Does your girlfriend think you're a fucking worthless loser?
Good!
I want you to deal with your problems, by becoming rich!)

I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your shoes, and I want your girl too
I just want it all
Anything, and everything, maybe the whole world too
I just want it all
I just want it, I just want it, I just want it all

Want the money, want the power, want the fortune, and the fame
If you talking about respect, that's why I'm deep up in the game
Can't talk about them checks if you ain't mentioning my name
Non-stop nigga, yeah we get it how we live
From the trap to the studio, that's how I pay the bills
I ain't pushing no foreign, I ain't living in the hills
Bitch still bad, without the makeup and the heels
Mama told me if I want it, then I got to go get it
Ball every night, pick and roll off the pivot
Money on my mind only thinking 'bout them digits
Long as I see paper, then you know that I'mma ball
I ain't ever been a chooser, 'cause I always want it all
yeah, yeah
Always want it all
Talking money and the power
Addicted to the fame
Pressure bust pipes, guess I'mma liquidate the game
2017, time to make change!
Illuminati got me Giuseppe stepping in rain
Even if it mean a lifetime in Hell burning in flames
I'm a greedy motherfucker, want my cake and eat it too!
Walked across the dead, see the blood up on my shoe
Came up from the bottom, now I'm riding in a coupe
They say life is but a circle, guess I'm caught up in a loop!
Guess I'm caught up in a loop

(What'd I try to tell you?
This country, you've got to make the money first
Then when you get the money, you get the power
Then, when you get the power, then you get the women
That's why you got to make your own moves)

I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your shoes, and I want your girl too
I just want it all
Anything, and everything, maybe the whole world too
I just want it all
I just want it, I just want it, I just want it all
I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your shoes, and I want your girl too
I just want it all
Anything, and everything, maybe the whole world too
I just want it all
I just want it, I just want it, I just want it all

Ain't nothing like sex, drugs, and rock n' roll
I need a Stratocaster, made of solid gold
Everybody thinks they sick, but got the common cold
I been on my death-bed, putting on a show
27 Club, I'll probably die young
Bury me in black, like the color of my lungs
I'm in a hurry for the stacks, and to watch it pile up
I'm getting nervous on these tracks, like they got me cuffed up
The many sides to Maldo Music
You could never keep me quiet, I'm just never muted
And if I ever said it, you could bet I'll do it
Some people all-talk, and just never do it
But, I need the power, I'm a fiend for it
I need the dream now, if I don't see forty
I need to be young to really live the glory
Drown in excess, an everlasting party
Making a toast to another round
I don't ever get sleep, until I'm in the ground
I'm working on a binge, and I'm sell the sound
Money, power, respect, I'm taking over town
If you ain't know me then, I bet you know me now
For all the wrong reasons, Devil showed me how
Ink dripping from this pen, I'm slowly drifting out
Now dreaming of the people I couldn't die without

I just want it all
Okay, I just
I just want it all
I just
I just want it all

I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your shoes, and I want your girl too
I just want it all
Anything, and everything, maybe the whole world too
I just want it all
I just want it, I just want it, I just want it all
I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your shoes, and I want your girl too
I just want it all
Anything, and everything, maybe the whole world too
I just want it all
I just want it, I just want it, I just want it all

(Me, I want what's coming to me
What, well what's coming to you, Tony?
The world chico, and everything in it)