paroles de chanson I Want It All - Packy

Beam me up Scotty, beam me up Scotty

Yeah
Coulda been a buster
Coulda been a one-hit wonder, coulda been
Coulda got stuck when I was younger
Funny how I did it solo and got numbers
Tally up, so much can't add it up
Money thing, but it's tatted up
Lotta girls on the road like Danica
Cold like Canada
Got, got flights out
Laid back with the lights out
Mind on the blueprint
Just dropped new shit
Saw 'em on the phone, tryna ask everybody, "Who dis?"
No contacts
Played the villain, made a killin', did it all no contract
Story of my life, made the soundtrack
Then my life took off, where the ground at
I won't fall off
They can't stop my momentum
Take my words to the bank
Sleep good 'cause I know I meant 'em
Save the big talk for later homie
You a commentator, this is players only
Meetings with the mayor, this is rare
By far the youngest up in there, brodie
I been lettin' shit get ordinary
We should really go and celebrate
We gon' really hit a half-a-milli'
Prolly never let it resonate
Byproduct of my ambition
Livin' proof that it's possible
All I did is stick to the mission
This the comin' up chronicles

I want all successes, all the blessings
I want all the leverage to stunt on exes
I was open wit' 'em, now I'm done, no questions
I don't stop for periods, the grind don't run-on sentence
Yo, this is bullshit unless I mention
My bucket list is hella extensive
They say I'm workin' excessive but I want the
House on the hills and that shit is expensive
I want it all
I want it all, yeah
I want it all, yeah
I want it all, yeah
I want it all, I feel I deserve it
I won't feel like a milli' 'til I'm worth it all
At least that's how I been workin'

Ain't no tellin' where we take it to
I got the high beams on
I gotta look out for my brothers, I won't let nothings touch us
Let you tell it, would've been over with
Let you tell it, I been faded
Like I ain't shit unless I'm famous
But only my accountant tell me if I made it
Every year the greatest
If you want the best, it's just the latest
Tell 'em I'ma get it for the underground
Go and get your paradise
No co-signs at all but I got verified
New territory, could've been terrified
Some of y'all can't breathe when the air rarefied
They say I should go and write a book like
"What the hell my catalog look like"
I ain't tellin' nobody else story
Got the numbers when nobody else scoring
Diamond-in-the-rough-type thing
Big fundamental, never had the hype-machine
I'm on my Nipsey Hussle, never needed the middleman
I'm bigger now, they were never looking at the little man
Big up, big up to my diligence
Now I got a legitimate business
Gettin' my people approved, runnin' a dealership
Made in the mitten
Itchy palm feelin', tell 'em milli' on my fingertip
Flow good, got the finger-lick smackin'
They ain't shit, that's the single, get back in
They like to pretend that it didn't but it happened
Can't even call 'em has-beens
A young player evolved in a rap game where they sayin' nothin' at all
I put it on the line, give me the ball

I want all successes, all the blessings
I want all the leverage to stunt on exes
I was open wit' 'em, now I'm done, no questions
I don't stop for periods, the grind don't run-on sentence
Yo, this is bullshit unless I mention
My bucket list is hella extensive
They say I'm workin' excessive but I want the
House on the hills and that shit is expensive
I want it all
I want it all, yeah
I want it all, yeah
I want it all, yeah
I want it all, I feel I deserve it
I won't feel like a milli' 'til I'm worth it all
At least that's how I been workin'