What They Wanna Be
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me. they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be, me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be
See me I get it poppin' (Poppin') 24/7 that's right
These haters out of options
Gotta mop'em cause they messy! woo
Tryna jock me, lil' freshmen
Need to wait till graduation boy boyy
I'm the freshmen since graduation boyy yep
Star in the maken, naw they don't think i'll make it who
But my heart is steady moven, and my feet
Just keep on pacen that's right
So until i'm out of options, gotta push it
Push it baby
I'm yo salt you be my peppa
This game gone need some season baby
Weather every season lately
Daily
I can't let my words escape me
Better get the dictionary, brilliant minds
Combined are deadly
This is not the end of me
I just need the whole crowd to feel this energy
Fuck who ain't feeling me
Like Kun fu Kenny sit down and be humble, B
I humbly tell you niggas, your not close to me
You more under me
Boy gone your just a bum to me, and I don't mean to hurt yo feelings
But you to small for me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm what they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be, me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be
See me I get It popping like ROCKY
And got a fast BUZZ
Stinger deadly, you don't wanna see these hands cuz
I'm from the MI
See the Mitten keep are hands up
Strike a match we will flame you out yo fit bra
I'm talken boy would you, you looking
Mighty limp son
And yo daddy ain't yo daddy
You a bitch son
They like who the fuck she flamen
Damn she lit cuz
Just imagined if I was really pissed off
Just know I got that heat, so challenge me
Man I don't need a gun
Throwen BOMBS all day
Bombs over Baghdad
Guess thats just what happens
When your feeling like an outkast
I'ma make you feel me, mark my words
My markets outstanding
I appeal to what is real, you really can't stand it
They really can't stand me
Maybe cause i'm eye CANDY
Maybe cause yo man want me
Is that the reason for the madness
Well I can't help it feel this pressure
Bitch I'm back at it
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm what they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be, me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be
They not fly as me. they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be, me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be
See me I get it poppin' (Poppin') 24/7 that's right
These haters out of options
Gotta mop'em cause they messy! woo
Tryna jock me, lil' freshmen
Need to wait till graduation boy boyy
I'm the freshmen since graduation boyy yep
Star in the maken, naw they don't think i'll make it who
But my heart is steady moven, and my feet
Just keep on pacen that's right
So until i'm out of options, gotta push it
Push it baby
I'm yo salt you be my peppa
This game gone need some season baby
Weather every season lately
Daily
I can't let my words escape me
Better get the dictionary, brilliant minds
Combined are deadly
This is not the end of me
I just need the whole crowd to feel this energy
Fuck who ain't feeling me
Like Kun fu Kenny sit down and be humble, B
I humbly tell you niggas, your not close to me
You more under me
Boy gone your just a bum to me, and I don't mean to hurt yo feelings
But you to small for me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm what they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be, me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be
See me I get It popping like ROCKY
And got a fast BUZZ
Stinger deadly, you don't wanna see these hands cuz
I'm from the MI
See the Mitten keep are hands up
Strike a match we will flame you out yo fit bra
I'm talken boy would you, you looking
Mighty limp son
And yo daddy ain't yo daddy
You a bitch son
They like who the fuck she flamen
Damn she lit cuz
Just imagined if I was really pissed off
Just know I got that heat, so challenge me
Man I don't need a gun
Throwen BOMBS all day
Bombs over Baghdad
Guess thats just what happens
When your feeling like an outkast
I'ma make you feel me, mark my words
My markets outstanding
I appeal to what is real, you really can't stand it
They really can't stand me
Maybe cause i'm eye CANDY
Maybe cause yo man want me
Is that the reason for the madness
Well I can't help it feel this pressure
Bitch I'm back at it
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm what they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be, me
No they not, no they not
They not fly as me, they ain't real
They really mad, i'm what they wanna be, oh
For real, they really mad i'm who they wanna be
Oh fasho, they got it bad, but they could never be
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Writer(s): K Hyatt
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