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marr grey - what i want lyrics

[verse 1]
did it for my dawgs on this
i’ma run up the charts on this
make you have to choose a side
that’s how we gon’ start on this
fill up my bank, fill up my drank
just bought a chain, run like the sink
frank lucas fur, dressed in a mink
met a bad b-tch, i had to link
now that sh-t in my head
i ain’t with the games, i’m just sticking to the bread
she don’t like what i said
i stay in my lane, can you do the same thing
had to get back on my sh-t
i’m at the top of the list
they wanting me to slow down, but i keep makin these hits
i’m tryna go touch a millie, i’m poppin off like a wheelie
i got these stones ya did that, no i ain’t signing no contract
gotta stay indie, got the black gloves, it’s fendi
how could i forget, we can place a bet
n-ggas be following me like my pet
i don’t get touched, n-gga i’m a ghost
burnin’ your bread, n-gga you toast, d-mn
now i get to do what i want, gotta catch up like hunt

[pre-chorus]
i do what i want, what i want
i ain’t tryna fight, tonight (yeah)
you do anything just to make me mad
sayin’ all these things you can’t take back

[chorus]
don’t try to ruin my night
f-ckin’ with my head, i’ma leave you on read
there’s one thing on my mind
i’m gonna do, what i want
don’t try to ruin my night
f-ckin’ with my head, i’ma leave you on read
there’s one thing on my mind
i’m gonna do, what i want

[verse 2]
take a pic flic, flic
diamonds, they hit
my hits is makin me rich
i had to find my way now
you know i ain’t goin back (i gotcha)
found my dream and chased it down
bet’chu ain’t f-ck with that
i tell the truth, the rhythm and blues
i let it slap, take her back to the trap
i’m headin home, ringin’ my phone
i did it all on my own, had no feature on a song
you got to handlin business, i’ma call you back when i finish
blowin’ my sh-t up ain’t cool, watch how a young n-gga move
pardon my bae, she can blow a n-gga like the ref
now these b-tches know my name (yeah)
you and i were like the president
i’m not collecting no presidents
franklin wasn’t a kennedy, bunjee jumpin out the benjamins
if i fall, i’m still connected
gotta stay well protected, gotta stay lowkey
never see me in the streets

[pre-chorus]
i do what i want, what i want
i ain’t tryna fight, tonight (yeah)
you do anything just to make me mad
sayin’ all these things you can’t take back

- marr grey lyrics

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