Anything You Want

Lyrics
[Intro] Anything you want on this Yeah [?] lost to getting Yeah I am not the one I'm thinkin' Yeah wait hold up [Hook] Anything you want on this dish [?] to getting rich Why you even talking about your wrist I am not the one I think you miss Yeah what I need gold for? I been taking shots and being right before the throne I been in the kitchen with the sauce spilling over I'm that golden child I got it in my soul [Verse 1] Hold up hold up I forgot my manners They call me the one it's nice to meet you manner Think a little birdie told me I been lost Like in management in the other boss It ain't me that's what I can't be I open up and let that stain see till he paints This kinda rap it really pains me They try to shame me When I say I mean my family that's in the game see Take the Christian out the name it's because they ain't me You think it's about to know your fame And they think you're lame I wonder if he took those thorns all up in his brain Just so I can fit the picture and play the game That's why they framed him Oh I get it that's a dead horse Let me leave a note Let me see my course Let me turn away Headed from my course It ain't none of my business and none of yours Yo I been the one but not the one to sit back Handed out my best bit to believe that Look the same I broken up like Kit Kat You too close and I ain't really with that Please step back or maybe get a tic tact Pick a side and stop it with the flip flops Finna drive no I don't need no pit stop People asking gon' make me pissed off All these rappers done went off and cliqued up Now they all talking all about the mister Dropped the ball and I'm the one who picked up Not for y'all or the dead or the sick ones Probably now think that her feeling dead to me So how you make a killing Seen behind the scenes of what you reel in It ain't nothing like what you could reel in Go ahead chase your god if you can feel it Promise you gon' perish in the real end I'ma stand and study with the praising This ain't feasting this is barely grazing I think I'm finally ready to talk But nothing I can say is gonna make you change how you are You gonna have to see the wounds scars lining in chalk That mean a man leave his gold to wanna follow the rock You know what I'm saying? [Pre hook] Anything you want on this alright Anything you want on this yeah Anything you want in this heh Anything you want in this okay I got the gold Got it in my soul Yeah yeah I got the gold Yeah yeah got it in my soul Yeah ay hold up [Hook] Anything you want on this dish [?] to getting rich Why you even talking about your wrist I am not the one I think you miss Yeah what I need gold for? I been taking shots and being right before the throne I been in the kitchen with the sauce spilling over I'm that golden child I got it in my soul [Outro] Hey hold up Hey hold up Got it in my soul Yeah yeah Hey hold up
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Credits
- Writers
- Jon Keith
- Ruslan