What I Want

Y'all ain't got motion like me, got my eyes on the profit, I gotta get rich

Know I'm in debt to my mama, she raised me a king, not no motherfuckin' bitch

I'm taking too many chances, I'm looking for answers, it's starting to click

I don't want no more distractions, I'm taking action, can't get caught in the mix

100 bands, that's what I want

Brand new Benz, that's what I want

Give racks to the fam, that's what I want

Want all of the wealth so a nigga can flaunt

But you gotta work for it, that shit don't come easy

Weight on my shoulders, my family need me Fuck all them niggas, they moving too greasy

Give them too much, then they'll start getting greedy