Credit (feat. Saint Parrish)
I want Money
I want power
I want fame
I want all of my credit lord
I want love
I want sex
I want you
I want all of the baddies lord
Level up
I been hotter then a summer fuck
I been moving like I can't be touched
Niggas think we gotta a pot of luck
How we coming up
How we stacking wins
They like damn man he back again
They like stacks dropped a hit again
When he around we can never win
Woah woah I'm on go
This some shit that I pray
They gone hate me when I'm on
I'm gone have it all one day
I want Money
I want power
I want fame
I want all of my credit lord
I want love
I want sex
I want you
I want all of the baddies lord
Make a way
You are listening to a future great
I been shining in a major way
Got these niggas hating constantly
How they plot away
How they want me gone
Hate the fact these people love my songs
Hate the fact they love to sing along
Hate the way the filling up my shows
Oh well I'm on go
This some shit that I pray
They gone hate me when I'm on
I'm a kill them all one day
I want Money
I want power
I want fame
I want all of my credit lord
I want love
I want to fuck
All on you
I want all of the baddies lord
All nigga want is green faces
I fuck that bitch I barely had to say shit
Looking at my past How i manage
I say I'm alright but I took damage
I don't really know how to handle it no
Fuck that
I flip doe
I fuck hoes
Abandon my problems
With liquor and Indo
I rent out the the Benzo
Where to go
No where the to go
With nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
I want power
I want fame
I want all of my credit lord
I want love
I want sex
I want you
I want all of the baddies lord
Level up
I been hotter then a summer fuck
I been moving like I can't be touched
Niggas think we gotta a pot of luck
How we coming up
How we stacking wins
They like damn man he back again
They like stacks dropped a hit again
When he around we can never win
Woah woah I'm on go
This some shit that I pray
They gone hate me when I'm on
I'm gone have it all one day
I want Money
I want power
I want fame
I want all of my credit lord
I want love
I want sex
I want you
I want all of the baddies lord
Make a way
You are listening to a future great
I been shining in a major way
Got these niggas hating constantly
How they plot away
How they want me gone
Hate the fact these people love my songs
Hate the fact they love to sing along
Hate the way the filling up my shows
Oh well I'm on go
This some shit that I pray
They gone hate me when I'm on
I'm a kill them all one day
I want Money
I want power
I want fame
I want all of my credit lord
I want love
I want to fuck
All on you
I want all of the baddies lord
All nigga want is green faces
I fuck that bitch I barely had to say shit
Looking at my past How i manage
I say I'm alright but I took damage
I don't really know how to handle it no
Fuck that
I flip doe
I fuck hoes
Abandon my problems
With liquor and Indo
I rent out the the Benzo
Where to go
No where the to go
With nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Credits
Writer(s): Pharoah Washington
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