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letra de i want - s. sole

[verse]
i wanna have everyone copping my sh-t
and counting it down i’m dropping that sh-t
i wanna get mail from fans and the b-tches
that counted me out when i’m out on a limb
i wanna get a crib and whip in l.a
i wanna get a minute are you getting what i’m saying
i want six digits in a minute, ok?
i wanna be k!lling my billings ok?
check it minute, i’m dreaming of this
visioning sh-t that i’ve seen in a bliss
i’m shooting my shot and i hope i don’t miss
i see what i want and i’m making a list
i wanna feel love and affectionate and sh-t
none of that dm and texting and sh-t
i wanna go talk to myself from the past
and tell him that none of this sh-t’s gunna last, yeah

[pre-hook]
all this sh-t i want
all this sh-t i need yeah
man i think i’m flawed
it defines me yeah, yeah
i just need it all
i just want keys, yeah
so i finna ball
call me kyrie, yeah yeah

[hook]
i wanna get milli’s
i wanna get silly
i want immortality, not like achilles
i wanna get rich and i wanna get famous
i want everybody to know what my name is
i want all my family driving in lambo’s
i wanna stop writing my rhymes by the candle
but i don’t want failure defining my soul
i want everybody to know that it’s sole, yeah yeah
i just want it all
i just want it all, yeah yeah
i just want it all
i just want it all yeah
i just want it all
i just want it all, yeah yeah
i just want it all
i just want it all yeah

[verse]
i want my son to look up to me
thinking his daddy the man he gon’ be
wanna be the father that i had never had the chance to see
i’m carrying the name and the legacy
wanna write s. sole all over the charts
i wanna change a life, do whatever its costs
i’m just afraid that i won’t leave a mark
when i’ve paid my dues, and the night gets dark
i’m dying for this, i’m tryna hit
i ain’t living to die, i’m just dying to live
i want y’all to know what i’m tryin’ to give
got a lot of sh-t to cross of the list
call me lebron i got a team to carry
want ice on my wrist like ben and jerrys
wanna run it back, like allen barry
‘fore i’m ending up in a cemetery, and uh
tell me what you want
tell me what your dreams are
if it ain’t from the heart
whats the point of being hard?
i’m just writing down a bunch of sh-t i want
you can judge me i ain’t budging
i don’t wanna live a front. yeah yeah

- s sole

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