Want You Need You
Want you
I want you
You need me
I need you
I got a lot to make up a shot
Can't fuck up a chance
Iv fucked up a lot
Back in my days
Like yesterday
But I gotta do what I needed to do
Just to get through
I'm naïve to the truth
This game ain't meant for me
So what am I gonna do
As you can see
All I want is you
You give what your creating
For now on the making
You live and you'll learn
You live how you'll take it
You live how you wanna live damn it
I just want to be loved
Wanna find, I wanna meet love
One day
Maybe I see her, maybe I won't
I should have hopes
That feeling is lost, I'm losing it
That feeling what dope
And I'm missing it
That huggin and rubbing and kisses it's
Everything
Not something but everything
I hope it's just not one thing
Got that feeling that I'm feeling inside
Got me building up building up pride
Got me soul searching online
I'm picking up pieces for prize
What is the point of this now
What is my purpose?
I know I'm supposed to be down
Can't get rid of me, now do I deserve it
With minimum purpose
What really is worth is
Without you I'm worthless
I want you
I want you
You need me, yeah
I need you
Aye
I want you
I want you
You need me
I need you
Figure me beggin'
I'm open on corners
I bother you heavily
Heavenly orders
They figure me broke
They want me in quarters
I can talk about the past
But they don't want me to move forward
Now Picture me luxurious
My essence is elegant
Get what you wanna get
Stay in your element
This is the mission
You fit to go listen
To every word that I'm spitting
Niggas in the slums grew up
To get it where I'm from is screwed up
Niggas never knew
Been doing this since polos and chucks
That shit that you building is never enough
You build it for people, they break it for what
About to be selfish, I'm already am
You do it for people and they want you to scam
One in the hand, I need it a lot
They come as they go, I need one to plot
Give me some commas from numbers I've earned
Skill over skill, it's nothing to burn
Gambling, feeling the urge
Knowing in the end that the numbers don't work
They look at me crazy like nigga get a job
Stop being lazy fuck what you on
Come correct if it's something you want
What are the other opinions to be number one
Gotta work hard with your talent. Gotta work hard on your balance
Losing my balance, losing my balance
Everyday is a challenge
Losing my balance, losing my balance
I want you
You need me
I need you
I got a lot to make up a shot
Can't fuck up a chance
Iv fucked up a lot
Back in my days
Like yesterday
But I gotta do what I needed to do
Just to get through
I'm naïve to the truth
This game ain't meant for me
So what am I gonna do
As you can see
All I want is you
You give what your creating
For now on the making
You live and you'll learn
You live how you'll take it
You live how you wanna live damn it
I just want to be loved
Wanna find, I wanna meet love
One day
Maybe I see her, maybe I won't
I should have hopes
That feeling is lost, I'm losing it
That feeling what dope
And I'm missing it
That huggin and rubbing and kisses it's
Everything
Not something but everything
I hope it's just not one thing
Got that feeling that I'm feeling inside
Got me building up building up pride
Got me soul searching online
I'm picking up pieces for prize
What is the point of this now
What is my purpose?
I know I'm supposed to be down
Can't get rid of me, now do I deserve it
With minimum purpose
What really is worth is
Without you I'm worthless
I want you
I want you
You need me, yeah
I need you
Aye
I want you
I want you
You need me
I need you
Figure me beggin'
I'm open on corners
I bother you heavily
Heavenly orders
They figure me broke
They want me in quarters
I can talk about the past
But they don't want me to move forward
Now Picture me luxurious
My essence is elegant
Get what you wanna get
Stay in your element
This is the mission
You fit to go listen
To every word that I'm spitting
Niggas in the slums grew up
To get it where I'm from is screwed up
Niggas never knew
Been doing this since polos and chucks
That shit that you building is never enough
You build it for people, they break it for what
About to be selfish, I'm already am
You do it for people and they want you to scam
One in the hand, I need it a lot
They come as they go, I need one to plot
Give me some commas from numbers I've earned
Skill over skill, it's nothing to burn
Gambling, feeling the urge
Knowing in the end that the numbers don't work
They look at me crazy like nigga get a job
Stop being lazy fuck what you on
Come correct if it's something you want
What are the other opinions to be number one
Gotta work hard with your talent. Gotta work hard on your balance
Losing my balance, losing my balance
Everyday is a challenge
Losing my balance, losing my balance
Credits
Writer(s): Jovan Dozier
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