What They Want

YA YA YA

KUPID

Its like

What they want

what they really real want

What they want

what they really real want

Name the place and the date

Flee the state, clear the safe

Ya

god-body on the face , young god gained weight

Ya

But my team wouldn't know

Then these raps aint show it

If these fans aint step out for the mans,

they probably wouldn't promote it

Auh

What you mean homie, I got a dollar and the dream homie

We paid homage to this shit

**** cant take credit for this shit

Cause we was raised on WU Tang, and 3,6 mafia shit

Kick flip swag dawg H2O gang mafia shit

Yea that my Team

Yea that my Team

Yea that my Team

Yea that my Team

UH

I give what they want what they really want

I show them what they want what they really want

I lay claims on the rap

Chose a lane its a rap

Stole the game and the map

For the fame I relapsed

They pray for my downfall but i never fall back

They spread my words like a virus in em

Fill there vains with that godly venom

Clear the lane for the Team

Yeah you can tell they all riding with em

YA god flow, YA YA **** yall know

 i bring change to a game that aint change since the beginning of all things

Got Rihanna in the back round just praying for the hard rains

Know it wouldn't mean nothin to make it here with out my team

What they want

what they really real want

What they want

what they really real want

I am who they really want

Who they really want

I am who they really want

Who they really want

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