Want It Songtext

Suicide watch, go and kill yourself.
And I ain't never had a hand out,
Wasn't even GPS, I just made the damn round.
And I ran it like I'm fast received
Cause that was it like the last thing my momma need.
She said boy you tripping, I'm on the back like momma please
Wash your hands, dirty, ain't no time to claim.
She had been fast, you wanna stop, but you can't
From zero to 35 like lost a lot to the rent
She had been fast, you wanna stop, but you can't
From zero to 35 like lost a lot to the rent.

A quiet young man, I never lived a fast life
But seeing some of my homies still trying to get that cash right
A matter of fact I gotta call, I lost a homie last night
I pass tight, talking with the man like you ain't playing nice.
I skip the tracking and the banging and went right to hooping,
Teachers never liked me up in school cause I was such a nooses.
See my brother blasting tables, but now we're pushing Benz
Had a couple homies but now I think I'm losing friends Starring in the mirror, wonder where I'll go next
I look down and see the time ticking on my Rolex.
I gotta get it, I gotta get it, cause I never had it,
Only with the school once a week, cause I was skipping classes.
I'm sitting back, reminiscent on my past moves
I'm paranoid and nervous, that's what the cash do.
Melon on my back and I'm a rapper till I die,
And I'll stay going hard for all my brothers in the sky.

I kept to it making thunders
Shop at low shot,
Cause everybody banging till they get it proper
Never make it back at boy, no buzzing bees
Lost streets in the home, but know what mother need.
Shit got hard and he had to go,
Took this to the grave and nigger had to blow.
Regret a few things that I ain't proud of,
Black it to the scenes, got me tripping, that's what allows us.
Another scene, another movie
Another show, another groovie
That's a scene from another movie.