What You Want (feat. GASHI)

Runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want

What you really want from a man like me?

Talkin' off my ear very impolitely

Shit that I peep scrollin' through your IG

Doesn't really match with the guy that I see

(We should do a record yo, I got this nice beat)

You want somethin' from me but got nothin' I need

We are not cool, y'all do not know C

Only make moves for the bros in Pro-Ds, please

Go to sleep like CM Punk

Sometimes you gotta leave a brand 'cause the GM sucks

I rep' the fam', always defend us

And if y'all wanna go to war, we send luck

I'm ridin' off the energy, I feel like Elon Musk

They gassed up, let's take a bet to see where he ends up

I think you drank too much mimosa at your weekend brunch

You weak bitch, we don't listen to your weak ass stuff

See that, he act tough, you a dumb fraud

I put a ski mask up and leave you slumped, God

Look me in the face, y'all rookies in the race

Playin' hooky with your crap, you will never graduate

Shut the fuck up

(Yeah, so I, I'm just really tryna build with you organically)

(I love your sound)

Yeah, I know you need this, I know you need that bro

(Look, if you could just get on a feature)

I really don't give a fuck, my G

Runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want, want

I'm runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want, want

Runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want, want

We need this and we need that

We need a hit, we need the old vibe that you bring back

We need you to be a slave to the music that you make

We need you to be the voice that's pavin' the way

What we don't need is you to be different than the guy

That was seventeen, signed and recorded School High

90's era, golden age, we don't want the flow to change

Make the same song, collect, then you die

Don't forget the check comes every couple months

Not for much but it's somethin' just to keep the fridge stuffed

We don't wanna hear about your private life

We just want the punchlines, metaphors, flows that show you rhymin' nice

Fuck how you feel, it's about the appeal

If it isn't what we want, then this shit isn't real

Dyin' for some new music, then it drops for a week

Judgin' everybody's work over first week sales

Then a month goes by, my, look at the signs

Twenty other albums dropped in that matter of time

Ten thousand plus hours tryna work on your grind

While Cole Bennett made a star for the thirteenth time

It's no shade, just drink the lemonade

People hate you for the same things they love

It's just packaged another way

Anywhere but here, I'm just plottin' my getaway

'Cause I won't give you what you want, so I'm

Runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want, want

I'm runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want, want

Runnin' outta time, runnin' outta patience

What you really need? Skip the fake conversation

Tell me what you want, want, want

Tell me what you want, want, want