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few – what they want lyrics

they ain’t feeling what i do
so i give ’em what they want
i’m still pushing that truth
if they listen or they don’t
ain’t n0body stopping few
we just give ’em what we on
go and ask about that move
boy you know my favor long

i go hard
i go hard
i go hard
boy i give them what they want

i go hard
i go hard
i go hard
boy we give them what we on (yeah)

all about that paper (swerve)
all about that savior (yup)
i’m all about that life
that i never had to pay for
what you know about that
i done switched up on a trap beat
yeen know i could do that
but nah this ain’t about me
i just used be what i used to be
and now usually i’m cool to be
like no one else no trendy topics
no drugs or money no ladies droppin
rapping andy’s verse like you can’t stop me
i’m cool to lose so i ain’t c-cky
so out the picture no need to crop me
giving it that one two punch balboa rocky
can i do it i’ma do it
i’ma cook this beat like i brew it
then write a 16 like the sistine
like michelangelo coolin
wooo i’m boolin’
on this type of beat i ain’t losing
but the fact remains its all about king
but when i sn-tch the mic just to do this

i go hard
i go hard
i go hard
boy i give them what they want

i go hard
i go hard
i go hard
boy we give them what we on (yeah)

they say that trap music is what they’re used to
yeah i used to trap but that’s old news
i used to hang with dudes
that used to slang them things
i called them tim taylor
cause they kept the tool
since i found the lord
i feel like i can’t lose
i’m like da la salle
back in ’92
every single time i step in the booth
i ain’t leaving there until i spit some truth
i gotta tell ’em
feet planted i ain’t going anywhere
if they lost we gotta find them can’t leave ’em there
time to change the game up roger goodell
i ain’t playing, i ain’t playing they can see the stare
even if they don’t listen
i’ma give ’em that hard like i whipped it in the kitchen
someone tell ’em pay attention
there’s a lot they ain’t getting
bout to jump it off
put the key in the ignition
i ain’t riding around with no nina
but my boo beside me like beepers
we at the red light bumping stage lights
and i’m blasting that in my speakers
if they like it or not
it don’t matter to me
as long as they’re hearing the truth
go hard in the paint like blake griffin
get out of line we correct you like auto-tune

i go hard
i go hard
i go hard
boy i give them what they want

i go hard
i go hard
i go hard
boy we give them what we on (yeah)

- few lyrics

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