All I Ever Wanted
Ayo this one's for everybody that told me I wouldn't amount to shit,
The ones who laughed at me... made fun of me,
Told me I couldn't rap cause I'm white,
Still sitting in they mothers basement jerkin off
Talking shit on my mother fuckin' Facebook
Yeah! Ayo fudge tell em!
Ten gold chains,
A hundred thousand bitches,
They all know your name,
When you getting richer,
Stay in my lane,
Add some commas to these digits,
Ask me what I want,
I want you to mind your business,
That's all I ever wanted,
That's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted,
A whole lot of money,
It's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted!
I want suitcases duffled up,
Full of old hundreds in rubber bands,
Stacked to the top of my tour bus,
With these faded groupies like who's her mans?
Not me, not me!
All these mother fuckers always tryina stop me,
Hearing all this local hate I don't copy
Curry flow from the finals your top three couldn't block me (No!),
I stay swooshing I stay shooting,
Mindset heavy stay up on my grind,
Hit my plug for some bows of the sour,
He know I'll get the interest back in time,
Stay packing nines in this platinum mind,
Let it flow loose like a pipeline,
Keep dropping hits with Valentine,
I love the shade cause gold always shine,
What the fuck you mean where the fuck I been,
Do it all myself where you want me to begin?
Cause this industry full of straight fake,
I'm just sitting here trying to keep a straight face ha!
Know what they want but I won't sell,
Tryina bait me to talk but I won't tell,
Not out of bounds I ain't dropping names,
You out of rounds and we brought propane!
Gassed up since track one,
Of that OverLooked mixtape that one,
Put my name on the wall like Jackson,
Lo key, lights cameras action...
I'm stirring the pot like I'm whipping the Rarri,
Stealing your girl and I ain't even sorry,
Flexing, got the DM's poppin',
Stretch it like a Kaepernick option!
Ten gold chains,
A hundred thousand bitches,
They all know your name,
When you getting richer,
Stay in my lane,
Add some commas to these digits,
Ask me what I want,
I want you to mind your business,
That's all I ever wanted,
That's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted,
A whole lot of money
It's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted!
All I ever wanted was respect,
And all I ever got was the opposite,
I ain't one to do this thing for a check,
Bitch I'm in this game to win and be dominant,
And when I'm done put my face up on a monument,
So tall it attracts half the continent,
Then they wonder why I'm so confident,
Roll my weed in your subpoena like fuck your state document,
Yeah I hate compliments but keep em coming,
Court fucked me over and I can't stop running,
Can't stop hunting trying to make me feel nothing,
Keep the timer buzzing on everyone that's bluffing yeah!
Man they all telling me slow down,
Same ones said I had no sound,
Bout to take this fame no doubt,
Turn this place into a ghost town,
If you all about the beef don't chicken out,
Gotta hit the bookie for a big account,
Bout to bet my future that's a big amount,
Treat it like some gang shit nah you ain't getting out!
Too busy up in the lobby,
Riviera thoughts like I practice karate,
Greened out vision like a cactus on zombie,
I'm riding these waves like an active tsunami, yeah!
And I'll never reach the Omega,
Alpha male status like I live in Jamaica,
I ain't playing with you fuck boys gone see ya later,
On a mission fuck the system like we bout to take yo paper uhh,
That shit is mine so just let it go,
Don't test the patience its running low,
It's our time yo its coming close,
Sing it on the hook yo fudge we good to go!
Ten gold chains,
A hundred thousand bitches,
They all know your name,
When you getting richer,
Stay in my lane,
Add some commas to these digits,
Ask me what I want,
I want you to mind your business,
That's all I ever wanted,
That's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted,
A whole love of money,
It's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted!
Ayo 410 we out here baby!
All you hating ass mother fuckers can hop off!
Hey Overlooked it's our time yo,
Double G!
And I'm out...
The ones who laughed at me... made fun of me,
Told me I couldn't rap cause I'm white,
Still sitting in they mothers basement jerkin off
Talking shit on my mother fuckin' Facebook
Yeah! Ayo fudge tell em!
Ten gold chains,
A hundred thousand bitches,
They all know your name,
When you getting richer,
Stay in my lane,
Add some commas to these digits,
Ask me what I want,
I want you to mind your business,
That's all I ever wanted,
That's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted,
A whole lot of money,
It's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted!
I want suitcases duffled up,
Full of old hundreds in rubber bands,
Stacked to the top of my tour bus,
With these faded groupies like who's her mans?
Not me, not me!
All these mother fuckers always tryina stop me,
Hearing all this local hate I don't copy
Curry flow from the finals your top three couldn't block me (No!),
I stay swooshing I stay shooting,
Mindset heavy stay up on my grind,
Hit my plug for some bows of the sour,
He know I'll get the interest back in time,
Stay packing nines in this platinum mind,
Let it flow loose like a pipeline,
Keep dropping hits with Valentine,
I love the shade cause gold always shine,
What the fuck you mean where the fuck I been,
Do it all myself where you want me to begin?
Cause this industry full of straight fake,
I'm just sitting here trying to keep a straight face ha!
Know what they want but I won't sell,
Tryina bait me to talk but I won't tell,
Not out of bounds I ain't dropping names,
You out of rounds and we brought propane!
Gassed up since track one,
Of that OverLooked mixtape that one,
Put my name on the wall like Jackson,
Lo key, lights cameras action...
I'm stirring the pot like I'm whipping the Rarri,
Stealing your girl and I ain't even sorry,
Flexing, got the DM's poppin',
Stretch it like a Kaepernick option!
Ten gold chains,
A hundred thousand bitches,
They all know your name,
When you getting richer,
Stay in my lane,
Add some commas to these digits,
Ask me what I want,
I want you to mind your business,
That's all I ever wanted,
That's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted,
A whole lot of money
It's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted!
All I ever wanted was respect,
And all I ever got was the opposite,
I ain't one to do this thing for a check,
Bitch I'm in this game to win and be dominant,
And when I'm done put my face up on a monument,
So tall it attracts half the continent,
Then they wonder why I'm so confident,
Roll my weed in your subpoena like fuck your state document,
Yeah I hate compliments but keep em coming,
Court fucked me over and I can't stop running,
Can't stop hunting trying to make me feel nothing,
Keep the timer buzzing on everyone that's bluffing yeah!
Man they all telling me slow down,
Same ones said I had no sound,
Bout to take this fame no doubt,
Turn this place into a ghost town,
If you all about the beef don't chicken out,
Gotta hit the bookie for a big account,
Bout to bet my future that's a big amount,
Treat it like some gang shit nah you ain't getting out!
Too busy up in the lobby,
Riviera thoughts like I practice karate,
Greened out vision like a cactus on zombie,
I'm riding these waves like an active tsunami, yeah!
And I'll never reach the Omega,
Alpha male status like I live in Jamaica,
I ain't playing with you fuck boys gone see ya later,
On a mission fuck the system like we bout to take yo paper uhh,
That shit is mine so just let it go,
Don't test the patience its running low,
It's our time yo its coming close,
Sing it on the hook yo fudge we good to go!
Ten gold chains,
A hundred thousand bitches,
They all know your name,
When you getting richer,
Stay in my lane,
Add some commas to these digits,
Ask me what I want,
I want you to mind your business,
That's all I ever wanted,
That's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted,
A whole love of money,
It's all I ever wanted,
It's all I ever wanted!
Ayo 410 we out here baby!
All you hating ass mother fuckers can hop off!
Hey Overlooked it's our time yo,
Double G!
And I'm out...
Credits
Writer(s): Lars Valentin, Mike Fudge, Gregory Myers
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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