What Y’all Want

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joe Budden] I can see what they mad for, shit, I would be mad too They wouldn't acknowledge me, shit, my name was taboo Could fuck who I want now, should be my next tattoo Passed up on your bitch, she'll settle and have you You live in a basement, me I'm in a castle And since I'm a drop-out, that's my cap and tassel Closest thing to a rockstar, my friends call me Axl To keep it a hundred I think the credit is past due (What y'all want?) I mean, shit's to be expected by now When the top-tier MC's dodge, it don't annoy me If they hearin' it like I am, it ain't a shock they avoid me Come on! (What y'all want?) Personally, I think you niggas is beat He done battled a million times, he got yet to be beat Signed to an M&M but it's these other niggas that's sweet [Hook] (What y'all want?) Top down and adopted the crown and I walk out, fresh kicks and all this hatred on me And I won't give it back, so y'all gonna have to take it from me (What y'all want?) Shoulda got this dough by now Or should I be that nigga, I could show you how Been a few years, figured y'all would know by now [Verse 2] I see why they call him lame though, I would call him lame too They wanted me out of here, but since then my fame grew Used to be on house arrest, bracelet on my ankle Couple million later and they shocked that I'm the same dude Quick big up to Wu-Tang, deaded all that Meth stuff Youngins go and look for beef, adults don't let it fester Some of y'all still judge though, still believe in Esther Y'all gonna let that ho stop y'all from hearin' what the best does? Some of y'all don't know no better so y'all just neglect So they'd rather compare my current girlfriend to my ex They say I'll loose my mind if Kaylin leaves me, I digress I think my track record should show What y'all would think about my next Countin' my money like it's gonna make you some On my dick like it's gonna make you come, bum niggas See it from my perspective, here's a little word for you You make enough bread, it eventually goes to work for you [Hook] (What y'all want?) Top down and adopted the crown and I walk out, fresh kicks and all this hatred on me And I won't give it back, so y'all gonna have to take it from me (What y'all want?) Shoulda got this dough by now Or should I be that nigga, I could show you how Been a few years, figured y'all would know by now [Verse 3] I see why they think I'm old though, I would think I'm old too Reinvented mad times, I keep makin' old new Now a nigga worldwide, back then I was local And every dude y'all said was better than me then is old news Modern-day present fans are fickle, it's depressin' One single, one album, y'all gon' say he with the legends The veterans be pissed when we pay mind to they selections And the newbies get gassed every time they Jay Elect them It's niggas with more money and less respect To me that tomfoolery's dead Bottom line real niggas know what's more important And dollars ain't in attendance when that eulogy said So let's get it clear first 'fore you compare 'em to me Wait a couple years, make sure they don't disappear first It'll save us some confusion, everything ain't a classic And everybody ain't dope, some of that is an illusion The funny thing about a label push You never know, shit could go either way Go ahead and run along side it, end up on the wrong side of it When your life change it could be only weeks away I'm a result of the fans and deadin' the middle man With that logic I don't got to rely on a good day Did great on a label, did greater on my own So pick the MC of the moment and ponder: could they? [Hook] (What y'all want?) Top down and adopted the crown and I walk out, fresh kicks and all this hatred on me And I won't give it back, so y'all gonna have to take it from me (What y'all want?) Shoulda got this dough by now Or should I be that nigga, I could show you how Been a few years, figured y'all would know by now