"Want It More" lyrics
I wish I know
I been on my own
Working
I wanna get higher
I wanna get higher
I wanna get higher
I wanna get higher
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
Hydrochloric with the pressure
If I don't make it, I'll be dead before my next word, yeah
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
That should tell you how dedicated I am, sir
When they tell me 'call me sir'
No I don't answer
Faster, I be the bastard
Turning you rappers to Casper
Don't need no blaster
Just need my last verse
Ask her, she want me wife her up
Last year laughter
Boy I be the wave
The tsunami, a disaster
Cash in, a bit of passion
Give me the fashion
Homies know me
Me and Scotty coming with the ransom
And some
Never enough, above all the tantrums
Sam sung
All my words before I even had some
Now I'm dropping anthems, ay
Corleone assassin, ay
Drop a couple platinums, ay
That's what we call hits on these rappers
You could not tell me that they want it more
I been here before
Sound like a child
Who's wilin' in stores
I want it more
I want it more
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
Hydrochloric with the pressure
If I don't make it, I'll be dead before my next word, yeah
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
That should tell you how dedicated I am, sir
When they tell me 'call me sir'
No I don't answer
All are falling
Sinning a body
Fall in the shade
Let them talk they shit but it never get in the way
I'm okay when the feelings change
You should be the same
Got my brain on the novocaine
I don't feel no pain
At least anymore
Got my memories flooding in
All the pain of before
Before the people adored
All of the shit that I'm showing
Covered in blood that I'm owning
Before my lungs were this sore
Oh, he zoning
Out and in with a cup of gin, yeah
Soul ascend to the other end, yeah
Gotta win, no I don't pretend, yeah
Cop a couple fuckers covered in the sins
You could not tell me that they want it more
I been here before
Sound like a child
Who's wilin' in stores
I want it more
I want it more
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
Hydrochloric with the pressure
If I don't make it, I'll be dead before my next word, yeah
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
That should tell you how dedicated I am, sir
When they tell me 'call me sir'
No I don't answer
I been on my own
Working
I wanna get higher
I wanna get higher
I wanna get higher
I wanna get higher
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
Hydrochloric with the pressure
If I don't make it, I'll be dead before my next word, yeah
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
That should tell you how dedicated I am, sir
When they tell me 'call me sir'
No I don't answer
Faster, I be the bastard
Turning you rappers to Casper
Don't need no blaster
Just need my last verse
Ask her, she want me wife her up
Last year laughter
Boy I be the wave
The tsunami, a disaster
Cash in, a bit of passion
Give me the fashion
Homies know me
Me and Scotty coming with the ransom
And some
Never enough, above all the tantrums
Sam sung
All my words before I even had some
Now I'm dropping anthems, ay
Corleone assassin, ay
Drop a couple platinums, ay
That's what we call hits on these rappers
You could not tell me that they want it more
I been here before
Sound like a child
Who's wilin' in stores
I want it more
I want it more
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
Hydrochloric with the pressure
If I don't make it, I'll be dead before my next word, yeah
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
That should tell you how dedicated I am, sir
When they tell me 'call me sir'
No I don't answer
All are falling
Sinning a body
Fall in the shade
Let them talk they shit but it never get in the way
I'm okay when the feelings change
You should be the same
Got my brain on the novocaine
I don't feel no pain
At least anymore
Got my memories flooding in
All the pain of before
Before the people adored
All of the shit that I'm showing
Covered in blood that I'm owning
Before my lungs were this sore
Oh, he zoning
Out and in with a cup of gin, yeah
Soul ascend to the other end, yeah
Gotta win, no I don't pretend, yeah
Cop a couple fuckers covered in the sins
You could not tell me that they want it more
I been here before
Sound like a child
Who's wilin' in stores
I want it more
I want it more
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
Hydrochloric with the pressure
If I don't make it, I'll be dead before my next word, yeah
Noticing the stress
Got my mama telling me I need a rest
That should tell you how dedicated I am, sir
When they tell me 'call me sir'
No I don't answer
Writer(s): Lalion
