Want It All

I want it all
I want it all
I want it all

I want it all
I want the money the bitches the fame and all of the cars
I want it all
I want to travel the world I wanna go study abroad
I want it all
I want my name in the stars I wanna hear round of applause
I want it all
I wanna help all my people like here I'm the one you could call
I want it all
I want em dead
Cut off his hands don't fill him lead
I want the peace don't make me see red
Want an example they'll cut off his head
I would instead
Rather we wake up cause you gon be late if you stay on the bed
And by late I mean fucked cause that's what it was
That's what it is, that's what it does
Mama is crying not her only son
By my own people that's we get done
Raised by the weapon you son of a gun
If we can't go home then where can we run?
Where can we run where can we turn?
Claustrophobic gotta get off the earth
Bitch I'm historic you can't value my worth
This Soul from heaven my skin come from the dirt
Come from the sand come from the mud
Balls of clay my spirit come from above
Started to pray and I found who I was
Right at the moment I thought I was done