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pnb rock - want it all lyrics

[hook]
i just want it all right now
i just wanna ball right now
swear, i want everything, everything
i just want everything
i just want it all right now
i just wanna ball right now
swear, i want everything, everything
i just want everything

[verse 1]
spit it for the streets cause i know that’s what they want
when it come to work for them fiends i got that a-1
when i say that a-1, i ain’t talkin’ steak sauce
b-tch i’m talkin’ 9, 10, quarters and them 8 b-lls
spit it for the jails know what it [?] feel like
prolly ain’t gon’ be a f-cking star but b-tch i still
rest in peace to moe
i miss ’em we was drill type
sh-t, ain’t a day ain’t around [?]
all i do is get high, f-ck b-tches, get fly
blowing money fast while these n-gg-s barely get by
don’t know how they falter
n-gg-s always broke, man
but everywhere you go them fiends always wanna smoke, man
and i’ma get it right back
put your chopper to the sky and wave it side to side
she keep it real high ’til the law come
and when they come, just pray
just cause they make the law, we gon’ break it
that’s real sh-t
real n-gg-s do real things
loyalty is a lifestyle that n-gg-s don’t live, man
lean told me that when i was upstate
did a little bid, he was real cause he wrote me back
real n-gg- facts, i sold crack to my man mom
can’t change the past nor i can predict the future
this the gutter that mean it was real like martin luther
i had a dream i would make it some day
no job, dcc5, sh-t i was slanging yay
know what i do is wrong, that’s why everyday i pray
[?] life of a [?] and continue with my name
sh-t, f-ck it i can’t help it i’ma muscle up
movin’ weight these n-gg-s still pushing double up
been doing this since my b-tch was playing double dutch
and we the same age since a youngin’ i was cuttin’ up
chop it up raw, hood on smash
58, 12 skinnies put it in the bag
that was in the past this the present time
n-gg- need work you say hoe let me call my line
‘what’s up watt i need a couple jaws’
like n-gg- why you cussing on my f-cking phone
ain’t god called back [?]
i got what you need just bring my cash
send my youngin’ on a mission bring that chicken back
[?] flippin pack
where they do that at, not around here
and if you not from ’round here no need to come around here
[verse 2: styles p]
i just want it all, i just wanna ball
me and my homies spending millions at the mall
came a long way from hustling up in the hall
waiting on a trip for customer to call
baby want the crib with the waterfall
balmain, hermes, vacations in the fall
vacations in the winter in tropical resort
100 p’s in the town that i’m tryna cop ’em all
tryna knock ’em off, then tryna cop some more
you was told that tough sh-t this what the glock for
you tell these hoes you married
my n-gg-s ain’t from houston but we let them rockets off
you ain’t doing sh-t but you said you poppin’ off
you really got that bag and drop it off
this is pnb rock and ghost from d-block
i want it all if it’s dirty money give me a detox

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