B. Honest - I Want It All

I just want it all
I just want the money and the fame
I just want the power and the chains
I just want it all

I just wanna late night thrill
I just want someone to keep it real
I just want it all

I just wanna swerve in a range
I just want the world to know my name
I just want it all
I just want the money and the fame
I just want the Money and the fame
I just want it all

And anything I want Ima get it
Kept my ear to the streets gotta listen
If Popeye gettin big eating spinach
Then I'm bout to blow up any minute

I can see the hate it's not new to me
I remember broke days no food to eat
Had holes in my shoes you could see my feet
And if this shit don't work I'm going back to the streets

Aye yo

I ain't ever gonna quit no way doe
Ima do what I want when I say so
Traded in my bucks for pesos
Hit up the plug necesito yayo

Pablo, hola
I'm gringo
Mota y drogas
I need those

I don't play man this ain't no juego
Pull up ride out with kilos

(Keys)
This is what we do on the real doe
My team so damn hard we cut throat
We cruise on yachts Not lil boats
My ship never gon sink cause the dream floats

I be shooting for the star got high hopes
Bring guns cause a panic at the disco
Too lit my mode on sicko

I want it all and that's what I'm gon get tho

Why am I blessed but stressed
Why the fake rappers up next
I just wanna know

Why my cousin locked in seg
Why the feds putting numbers on our heads
I just wanna know

Why they hit my homie that night
Why he on a road with no lights
I just wanna know

Why my dude take his life
Whyd he feel lost that night
Guess I'll never know

I just want it all
I just want that currency

Gonna see the world
Traveling across the seas

Bout to buy a chain
Bless it with a Jesus piece

Never lose my way
Even when my brain deceased

I don't really give a fuck what you think
Get it tatted on my arm in some black light ink
Don't get checked n-i-k-e
Cooking up the flame got the recipe

Green light on ya head if you mess with me
And anyone that ever does may they Rest In Peace
I'm bout to run game 2k19
Counting money all day
Light blue dark green

Ima prolly hit the club
And have a talk with the fiends
Get rid of a couple licks
I got a bag in my jeans
I just wanna get it all
I need a few new things
Wake up in a Maserati
Someone rolling my weed
I just wanna get it all
I'm really living the dream
I'm steady chasin the money
Like it was blowing down the street
You people play us for dummies
But y'all are really the geeks
You Put your money where your mouth is
And I bet you won't speak

Man I just want it all

I just wanna sell a couple records
Strategetic ima get em
It's genetic in my dna

Man I just want it all
I just want a Platinum plaque
Yeah I'm gonna have a wall of plaques
I just want em all

I just wanna get to the top
And I'm never ever ever gon fall

Written by:
Christopher Burnette

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