[Intro]
No more quips Kyle man, I'm done with you
Aye, Beezus
[Hook]
I've been thinking every night I really want it
Dreaming bout success I think I really want it
Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it
Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it
[Verse 1: D Pax]
I'm packing and stacking the macs
This kid is wack, my name is Pax
I'm bringing em back, with Bee in the back
To body the track, flip the cards, win Blackjack
You thinking you're winning, I'm sinning and getting the money
I'm sinking, I'm thinking I'm drinking the bubbly
Bitch I'm thinking you ugly
I cannot stomach, the vomit's coming
I am just riding the wave, yeah
In my lane, get out of the way, yeah
Fuck what you say, fuck what you say
Fuck what you say, fuck what you say
Fuck what you say, yeah
I want it that way yeah, aye, I want it that way, yeah
Fuck it, yo, I want it that way
Go roll up the papes, like it's back in the day
They say "give some time", but I'm a minute away
I been watching the tapes, only catching the fakes
24/7 like I'm repping the plates, 7/11 when I'm munching away
Rap is this art you can never convey
Through paper and pad, forever display
The talent of Pax that has been left away
I'm leaving my seed in the garden
I'm take it ahead and then farther, yeah
I'm hardly even trying
I ain't down and you is lying
King speaks and you be quiet
You ain't at my rank, yeah
Captain to you privates
Me and Bee looking stylish, we want it!
[Hook]
I've been thinking every night I really want it
Dreaming bout success I think I really want it
Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it
Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it
I've been thinking every night I really want it
Dreaming bout success I think I really want it
Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it
Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it
[Verse 2: Nick Bee]
Lost my mind at a young age
Just want grind, that's a dumb phase
Walk my talk, where the runway?
Work all week, even Sunday
Split two ways, what's the difference?
Saw your cash, that's a pittance
Pick your side like a litmus
You basic, I'm citrus
Acid bashing all these bastards laughing
Now at action all I see is silence
Calm and quiet when I'm out in public
But on pen and pad I'm preaching violence
Why? Cause I'm bout my business (aye)
Bad Boy Bee be the wicked, (aye)
I deploy when I'm sickened
Shut your mouth, better listen
Killin' em, killin' em
With the pen I be drillin' em
Coming back, I be Krillin em
It's a fact I belittle em, aye (goddamn)
Then I hit it full gas, I go big speeds
And I never finish last when I get leads
And I act real brash, yeah that's Nick Bee
And I don't shake hands if you diss me
Yeah I don't shake hands if you diss me
Fuck you bitch!
In my bag I don't miss these
Shots!
Hunnid thousand never stop
Better call the coppers and the SWATs
Helicopters chopping down the block, aye
But I'm still standing on the top
Looking dashing as hell
I see you crashing, you fell
You see I want it, I got it
Now homie, Imma prevail, because
[Hook}
I've been thinking every night I really want it
Dreaming bout success I think I really want it
Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it
Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it
I've been thinking every night I really want it
Dreaming bout success I think I really want it
Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it
Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it
