deestar - want it all lyrics
[verse 1]
when i step in the booth
my heart so cold
i got nothing to loose
my soul so strong
i got nothing to prove
when a n-gga lay low
they say you nothing but punk
when you rapping model c
they say you wanna be nasty c oh well that’s great i think they afraid of me
am squizing juice n-gga you drinking my lemonade
want a beef hee hee where the work at
you posting pictures on instagram
(yeah)
flexing on em like you roli boy
(noo)
when they pray why you laugh at them (why)
when they rapping you want the autograph
(yeah)
you a rapper but you out of line
(why)
sanda one yeah am pointing stars (stars)
am savage don’t you talk to me
(yeah)
dressed in camo yeah am a soldier boy (salute)
hook
i want it all
the game is so sick am the antidote
i’ll k!ll a n-gga for a paper
cooking n-ggas with no recipe
sauce it up i just pray to god
i want it all
you can see my grind
i want it all baby ×2
i want it all baby
(the b-tches the moola)
i want it all baby
(i want it all)
i want it all baby
(driving nice cars )
i want it all baby
(selling out shows)
[verse 2]
i know
they won’t feel you until you make it
i know
seabi kgabo is the sh-t
i got my juice back
juice back
pay me my money
need to pay rent
i care about money
you want the fame
i want it all
platinum plaques breaking the records
be inspiration to people
getting the shows like they ordering pizza
sell out shows yeah you get my n-gga
paper spray yeah i make you blind
every day yeah i make them proud
every day yeah they quitting jobs
bua lenna ketlo kgona go thusa
hook
i want it all
the game is so sick am the antidote
i’ll k!ll a n-gga for a paper
cooking n-ggas with no recipe
sauce it up i just pray to god
i want it all
you can see my grind
i want it all baby ×2
i want it all baby
(the b-tches the moola)
i want it all baby
(i want it all)
i want it all baby
(driving nice cars )
i want it all baby
(selling out shows)
verse 3
when i wake up in the morning i pray to god
ain’t got time for co-sign
you spending hunnid thousands ko taboo
i spend hunnid bucks ko stu
tell me was wrong with you
we cooking n-ggas with mphoza
i got dethrone you still looking for crown
am ony road to the industry
my mind need a better treat you impressing your enemies
you burning trees yeah
who’s paying you a school fees
who’s buying you cool kicks
who’s buying you new clothes
you better respect that the moment they die i swear you will regret that
votsek
just listen to your mother and father
your brother and sister ,cousins and nieces
they bring joy in your like i want it all
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