A Wanna Be

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I want this, I want that, until fame, until fame
Ayy, look, I want to Maybach no curtains I want everybody to see me workin
I been droppin' sauce on purpose I ain't got no smoke with nobody
But I'm that fentanyl on that perky I got ten jobs buy a Birkin

I gotta make it out before they hurt me You can't get rid of me, I'm a herpes
We used to trap it out behind churches Suffolk baby, my shoes dirty
Got a 30-round clip, but Ill shoot the 30 Big 4-5, this bitch a burden
I'ma kill me somebody If I don't make it off these commercials

Put that fuckboy on the news Our last contact will be virtual
Told the lil homie to fall back Me and dude beef a lill  personal
I'ma say what I wanna say I'm willing to die behind these verses
Momma still livin' in opp territory I gotta wear a skee mask, go her

Whip it out the glass, sprinkle the Bonita Got kicked out the class, they sent me to T Dub
I'm only dumb cause my mind was set F*ck education, I wanna rap
Teacher asked me what I wanna be I was serious when I answered
I wanna be a celebrity Before I was rappin', I was dancin

I know my hoe gon' cheat on me Put her on the block, I'd chance her
Outtsiide, yeah, I hope all my opps  catch cancer
Oh, I, I said
I said, yeah, I, I, I, I said

I gotta do it, I gotta do it All of my dreams, I'ma die to pursue it
2015, I will rise to do it I'ma succeed when I find it, so
I gotta do it, I gotta do it All of my dreams, I'ma die to pursue it
2015, I will rise to do it I'ma succeed when I find it, so

Why the f*ck BET, they put me on camera? Yeah, is it cause I'm from Virginia
F*ck it, I moved to Atlanta Yeah, I cover Mercedie
Where it ain't nothin' but Anna Yeah, my personal car is a getaway
But I want a Fanta I wanna be paid, I wanna be paid

The streets got me captured, I wanna be saved I wanna be God, I wanna be praised
I wanna be home, I wanna be paid F*ck niggas always got somethin' to say
Then I will react to end up in a cage I cannot live my life bein' this way
There are decisions you're willing to make Every time I jump in the putch, I ain't sakin

I'm always gucci, cause I'm always breastin' Imagine if I had the money, it'd bang
An LBM, he like, my tournament Chain, foodie, candy, gold and rain
I call her cocaine, she's so insane I don't wanna feel no more, I change
I show her respect if that's all it takes I went from corn to frosty flakes

I turned my arm to a frosty bracelet You are a part of your organization
I got the whore in the observation Are you worthy of the album, babe
Do you love me, though I'm not so famous? Are you lookin' for the mic, or tangled
Diggin' dreams, and I'm not complainin

Oh, why, damn Let's go, uh
And the masked team Skrrt, let's go, uh

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