| Waves crash and I’m sipping out my flask
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| Checking the pad, her body look like an hour glass
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| An hour pass, reflected all my achievements
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| It’s hard to believe the places that music take me, I had to laugh
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| Remember moments I felt defeated enough to just leave it
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| Give up my dreams I was thinking of some degrees I could get
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| Now imagine if I would’ve quit
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| I meet the people I influence, imagine if I ain’t stick with this
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| I read the letters from the desperate teens who feel the pain
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| Who hear my story and relate because they feel the same
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| They say they thought about ending it dawg
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| Final straw, then put all my songs it’s crazy my music truly saves
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| And I’m a slave to my passion I give it all
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| Missing my grandma’s calls
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| I’m just hoping she finally saw the effect of me kicking necks
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| She a angel, close to the God
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| And I’m thankful for what I’ve got
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| What more could you ask for?
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| Yeah
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| I’m looking at my siblings as I watch 'em grow
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| Been kicking knowledge to 'em since they had a snotty nose
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| They get a ride to school, I used to have to walk through snow
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| Uphill both ways, that’s always how the story goes
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| Confessing all my mistakes so they never make 'em
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| Promises I don’t break 'em
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| Anywhere I can take 'em I do
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| Get in the booth and lay my life on a track
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| Don’t tell a lie in any rhymes I just be writing the facts
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| It took some time but damn I finally made it celebrating life
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| For two years I was in class, I had my hand around my knife
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| Cause everybody wanna fight and I was terrified
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| Now my Twitter, Facebook, Instagram verified, what you doing?
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| I forgive 'em, had a homie who would steal from me
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| Lie about it, same time the same guy would kill for me
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| Even when he broke he still offer to get the bill for me
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| And people ask why I let him chill with me
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| What more could you ask for?
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| Yo, yo
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| Thousands of fans who got their hands up in the sky
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| Who paid their money for a ticket when they barely getting by
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| You made it possible to live the dream I wanted since a child
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| Getting R. Kelly vibes I be damned if I can’t fly
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| And they catch me
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| 155 soaking wet and they catch me
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| Man I’m more grateful with every step
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| Still walking on the beach, with the sand in between my toes
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| Will my iPhone explodes?
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| Cause I’m writing flows in my notes
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| In December ain’t got a cold cause it’s summertime in Australia
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| On the Gold Coast and people used to think I was a failure
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| That’s a mojo, my crib dope, my whip dope, my kick dope
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| Got a lot of assets for my tracklist, I spit dope
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| My kinfolk and thick smoke
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| My gym dope but still save it
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| Never say he went broke
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| I sip slow, I’m still pacing
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| Kid dope, clip load
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| Bang, bang I kill stages
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| Gonna get more but I’m still saying
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| What more could you ask for?
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What More Could You Ask for? , by - Futuristic. Song from the album What More Could You Ask for?, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп