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macklemore - i need lyrics

[intro]
i need two bad b+tches and a bag of good weed
need an eighty inch screen, that’s a big tv
i need addies to stay up, i need xannies to get sleep
god, give me drugs, all the lean that i can drink

[verse 1]
all my haters, suck a d+ck, rest in peace
and to all the opposition you can come and get me
when i finally do some good, i need everyone to see
but please, i need you to pray for me
had two whips, put them on gold d’s
saw lil baby’s, i went and bought three
can’t fly commercial, that sh+t ain’t luxury
i need duffles, duffles, louis, gucci, and balenci
i need shoes, shoes, all 23
fill the closet, buy them all and i don’t even wear these
i need a necklace, i need watches, i need bezels, i need wallets
need my diamonds to be flawless, matching no canaries
i need more, more, i’ll pay whatever fee
put me on a billboard, face on every magazine
i want it all, run it up, what the f+ck is wrong with me?
’cause i got everything and i still ain’t happy
[chorus]
i got everything i need
so why am i fallin’ to my knees?
i got racks on me, money ain’t a thing
all i really want is to be free
look at me, i got everything i need
so why am i fallin’ to my knees?
i got racks on me, money ain’t a thing
all i really want is to be free
look at me, look at me

[verse 2]
i need a new hairline, i need better abs
my girl a burkin bag, then bbl her ass (han)
all the homies jealous, i can’t trust none of them
so i cut my day ones off like f+ck it, keep ’em comin’ (han)
i need all new friends, they gotta be famous
showing everybody that i really f+ckin’ made it (han)
i need a new girl, she gotta be a model
or a rapper, or a actor, or a f+cking tiktoker
but we need to breakup, we need to make it public
i’ma call her a sl+t, make a track, “f+ck that dumb b+tch”
and i need to rent a yacht, need to go to miami
move to calabasas, get a private bowling alley
and i don’t even bowl, but i’ma make a statement
f+ck you mean? i’ma to say it
i need to be the favorite
saw the nba players and i’m on obama’s playlist
f+ck a top five, f+ck them all, yep, i’m the greatest
i need love, love, i’m makin’ history
i need paparazzi poppin’ pictures every place i be
i want it all, want it all, the american dream
i got everything and i still ain’t happy
[chorus]
i got everything i need
so why am i fallin’ to my knees?
i got racks on me, money ain’t a thing
all i really want is to be free
look at me, i got everything i need
so why am i fallin’ to my knees?
i got racks on me, money ain’t a thing
all i really want is to be free
look at me, look at me

[verse 3]
i wanna be seen, i wanna be loved
i wanna be felt, don’t wanna be judged
i need some healing ’cause i cannot feel it, so pour up another double cup of mud
i do not know who the h+ll i am, done so many drugs i lost who i was
every person i let in my circle is secretly lurkin’ and out for blood
i got forty thousand tucked under my mattress
and a ratchet in case anyone’ll figure out the address
security system in my attic, starin’ at it
i’m still flexin’ on the ‘gram just to show ’em that i have it
that’s the f+ckin’ price of fame, ain’t never goin’ backwards
but none of this is workin’, where’s the purpose in this palace?
pop a perc 30, girls twerkin’, just another purchase
spiritually sick, i didn’t even know i was malnourished
everything is desolate
botox my forehead, they can’t see how stressed i am
everything i ever wanted, the trinity, money, power, respect
in the end were the three things that lead me to death

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