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"You Dont Really Want It" lyrics by CHRIS WEBBY
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"You Dont Really Want It"
[feat. Jon Connor Snow, Tha Product]


Listen to me
Learn from me

I don' t play games, homie I don't have time
Especially when I do this for my homes that they ain't got time
I'm a do this for the city
Every hotline, every block, every hood, every corner, every stop sign
And I just want to get It for the days thst I was living in the hood

Grew on the North side
I was quicker than a bullet
Just admit it, somebody will come after the crown
But wtf I am here for?
Stuck in this game, can't get out of it
I don't have a plan, but I know one thing:
Eyes on the process, I can't quit
I'm never gonna fail so I'm on my own shit
Got to keep going and I can't look back
Took on a word, I didn't sell my bac
So I ain't faced by none of this
Cause in the reality, I love this shit

I know it's out of meaning
But it's really time to give it
So it's only fair to let them know that I'm a motherfucking
You know why we come for you
So keep enjoying the show
You don't really want it
You don't really want it, neah

Welcome to the Hunger Games
You give up your life and get tones of fame
You see my pockets are good are you tryin' to be chasin'?
All this bullshit and sick of the politics
All of these hoes really just want to party and have molly
I think I'm gonna stop the game
You bitches are here in my ship
But I'm not spitting any less
You can do what you wish
I ain't stressing
Coverages just don't give a shit

I know it's out of meaning
But it's really time to give it
So it's only fair to let them know that I'm a motherfucking
You know why we come for you
So keep enjoying the show
You don't really want it
You don't really want it, neah
Cause I came too far to stop
I'm a monster, bitch, watch, you better call the cops

I'm the call, people be callin' me sergent
I keep calm until I flip
Then I'm off of this bitch
Cookin' up the East Coast dope
I'm a ghost, you can't see me though
It's so high nigga time
Reach me bro!

I'm feelin' so right
No more psychotic, feelin' my rhymes
I'm loosin't my mind
You better hold your phone
Before you leave with a broken nose
While I sell dope I think about the overdose
Until the dark how could I save my soul?
I never had one bitch

I know it's out of meaning
But it's really time to give it
So it's only fair to let them know that I'm a motherfucking
You know why we come for you
So keep enjoying the show
You don't really want it
You don't really want it, neah
Cause I came too far to stop
I'm a monster, bitch, watch, you better call the cops

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