Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Want It All , by - 1DownRelease date: 29.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Want It All |
| I’m the realest motherfucker that I know |
| Wasn’t always the case, guess a nigga had to grow |
| I do it all for love, if I pull it ain’t for show |
| But i know these sucka niggas will so I gotta keep it close |
| I’d rather pool parties in a mansion full of hoes |
| And they love to hit the mirror in the bathroom just to pose |
| The game is full of fuck niggas, hope they get exposed |
| If we ain’t with apropos |
| He keep a long nose, he relentless, rose from the trenches |
| The big body benzs' never been an apprentice |
| Preying on my foes through the scopes and the lenses |
| Came a long way from selling dope, jumping fences |
| That’s what i’m entrenched with, you’ll never see a gimmick |
| When it’s me, its authentic, I don’t feel the need to mimic at all |
| 'cause my character speaks louder than my words will |
| And gossip moves faster than your hearse will |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Oh you like living with that mask on |
| Fuck all the bullshit show me passion |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Can’t believe it took me this long |
| Have you forgotten where you come from |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| Countless studio hours, overnight sessions |
| On the road taking showers next to 7-Elevens |
| Doing shows at them venues when no one showed up |
| Performing just for opening acts and all the promoters |
| Waking up, bright and early making your way to them radio stations |
| Standing out front with your mixtape hoping DJs would play 'em |
| Using all the dough you saved to cop some promo T-shirts |
| Remixing every hit record with a Joell Ortiz verse |
| The labels’ll take your meetings and just hurt your feelings |
| «he's overweight, he’s Puerto Rican, don’t look so appealing» |
| They crushed your dreams, got you leaving out Manhattan buildings |
| Thinking 'bout a Brooklyn way to hustle for you to feed your children |
| Put the passion got you back in the booth |
| You could’ve ripped your pad in half when they was passing on you |
| But niggas rapping whack and everything you spat is the truth |
| Blood, sweat, and tears, man that ain’t half of it dude, i’m past due |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Oh you like living with that mask on |
| Fuck all the bullshit show me passion |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Can’t believe it took me this long |
| Have you forgotten where you come from |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| Lining up the stash spot after rushing with a sea of niggas |
| Bound up and gagged, shot, that’s how they wanna see a nigga |
| Money make these niggas do some crazy shit |
| I’ve seen niggas step up and they shit blew, like they navy kicks |
| You are who you’re involved with, be careful when you date a bitch |
| I done seen whole empires fall from wifing up a lazy bitch |
| Wifing up a shady bitch, wifing up a bitch who wanna be famous |
| Nobody wants to see your trash on TV |
| Must be on your Brady shit, if i’m dead, the navy hit |
| If i’m lying, i’m flying, swear to god i’ve been bred this way since '86 |
| Jumping in and out of different vehicles |
| We don’t get exposed, we expose, I’ll send you home to God, via soul |
| If he a killer, shoot him and he explodes |
| Bury him with his Macbook, in a deep hole if he a troll |
| Might as well act dead if you see us if we foes |
| It’s just like Master P said: «There they go, there they go» |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Oh you like living with that mask on |
| Fuck all the bullshit show me passion |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Can’t believe it took me this long |
| Have you forgotten where you come from |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| No more dabbling in the dope game, tryna chase major M’s |
| How can I operate in the shadows if i’m on stage with Em |
| Crime, I used to love the girl |
| Can’t keep one foot in the industry and one in the underworld |
| That’s how fans cage you in |
| I’m better with them other bars, rapping is my main event |
| The hustle was the undercard, niggas think they run the yard |
| Pulling up in them Bentleys, my connects use them as bumper cars |
| Nigga you ain’t stunting hard unless you know where them tunnels are |
| Slaughter taking the title back, white or black |
| Try to rap around me nigga my mind’ll snap like a psychopath |
| With an iron bat and a viking ax that’ll find your rat |
| Liar back, give her the 12 inches just like a vinyl rack |
| Her vagina gets spinal tapped |
| I don’t give a fuck, i’m from Long Beach (we raised different) |
| Better wear a vest on your dome piece (we aim different) |
| Niggas out here fucking with powder, meanwhile they mane snitching |
| Think about it, how you gone smell a rat, when you caine sniffin |
| What’s the purpose, I got all of my game from the niggas that built the streets |
| but they wasn’t construction workers |
| And that’s why being a crook is natural |
| Me plus the big bad ass house that equals Crooks and Castles, uh |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Oh you like living with that mask on |
| Fuck all the bullshit show me passion |
| Money, power, I want it all |
| Yea I see you like the lights off |
| Can’t believe it took me this long |
| Have you forgotten where you come from |
| Money, power, I want it all |