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[Verse 1: brandUn DeShay] Mom told me not to ask for ish Whenever we hit up the grocery store So now, for the music, it's the same with an asterisk Whenever they ask what I want from y'all Always had a dream of the simple things Put my mark on the game in a dimple way Some put they mark on the game in a pimple way 'Cause videos nowadays look like pimp parades, but hip hip hooray 'Cause now they got a real artist on his way up These niggas living the dream, they about to wake up I got support from two dads, on some gay stuff One live in Chi-town, the other live way up Everything I do is dedication to them, my whole family I ain't even asking for a Grammy If I got one, I'd probably give it to my grammy You understand me? (That's all that I'm asking for) [Chorus: brandUn DeShay] My respect, a four-figure check every month for the rent (That's all that I'm asking for) A fake ID to get inside the bar in a mid-size car (That's all I'm really asking for) A best friend with a little bit of class and a girl who loves jazz (That's all that I'm asking for) To be internationally known so everywhere I go, I'm home (That's all that I'm asking for) [Verse 2: brandUn DeShay] What the heck I look like, trying to impress fishes? There's plenty fish in the sea, and I love fishes I don't rap to get the women, fuck bitches Give me a fat slut that cooks and does dishes It's no secret, I love breasts, but I hate chickens It's no secret, I love getting, but hate wishing Hey, listen, I know you heard a lot of rappers But there's a difference, I'm an emcee that's dapper A little sex appeal 'cause I think sex is real fresh But honestly, the music is the best Only God comes before it like I before E, except after C Well, you know what I mean I just want you to see the big picture A lot of dudes need help being cool like Kool-Aid, I'm a big pitcher Trying to sell to a hypnotized world What I gotta do, sing the Spice Girls? Fine [Outro] (Ayo, tell them what you want, what you really, really want) Ayo, I'll tell them what I want, what I really, really want I want art, I want peace, I want sound, I want love And what I really, really, really want to zigazig ha (Ayo, tell them what you want, what you really, really want) Ayo, I'll tell them what I want, what I really, really want I want art, I want peace, I want sound, I want love And what I really, really, really want to zigazig ha
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Credits
- Writers
- Tyler, The Creator
- brandUn DeShay