Текст песни All I Wanted - By:Bj

All I wanted was that culinan
Coke white stars in the ceiling
With red seats soft leather that's a helluva feeling
With presidential tint all around so no body see me
Until I roll the windows down nigga flashing a richi
Just to fill a nigga chest up they heart full of envy
And my city say I'm next up but already winning
She got a mind full a sinning when she with me
She think I'm horny feeling on my dick but this my blicky
Gun pointed in face when I was seven it got risky
For fighting niggas that's beating on my aunty in they twenties
Remember really chillen in the projects drinking henny
Now it's bottles of champagne and tequila when I be sippin
No gang affiliation but they claiming they still feel me
If I ever think to throw up a B then it's a Bentley
If I ever say I'm reppin a C then it's for Chrissy
Tryna hang a chandelier so you can see it at the entry no kizzy aye

Target on my back but it won't hit me I'm way to smooth
Rocking G-fazos on with some dickies aye way to cool
Phone blowing up because my girl miss me
She can't keep her cool
I iced out her wrist she getting attention that ain't nothing new
Versace my fragrance they going crazy when I walk in rooms
Autographed merchandise all on insta showing y'all the proof
Forget these people talking let em talk won't switch mood
We gone see who laughing at the end after I bust these moves

Came in with too many I got bands on me
I made her count the money cause I like the way she handle it
Shots of cosamigos with music that's gone make her dance a bit
All about the Benjamin's I'm a boss I don't do managing
Haters tryna knock me off of my pivot I'm balancing
Niggas always view me as competition I'm talented
They can't keep up with none of my moves I'm always traveling
From the bank to the jet to the moon this shit just happening
Having fun with my savages
Be with baddys no average
All up on me they gathering
Fighting over me battling
All my skills I be mastering
Kicking back I'm in palaces
Brightest smile with no cavities
Pistol on me no Calvary
They gone have to clone me I'm on the only one
Make my momma proud daily I'm her only son
Put in this work daily I go crazy I got bigger funds
Baby tryna date me as of lately I'm just having fun
She think I'm on the run

Target on my back but it won't hit me I'm way to smooth
Rocking G-fazos on with some dickies aye way to cool
Phone blowing up because my girl miss me
She can't keep her cool
I iced out her wrist she getting attention that ain't nothing new
Versace my fragrance they going crazy when I walk in rooms
Autographed merchandise all on insta showing y'all the proof
Forget these people talking let em talk won't switch mood
We gone see who laughing at the end after I bust these moves