Want More Lyrics & Chords By Og Maco

Gave em hustle, struggle, pain from me, now they want more
Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more
Give em somethin till there's nothin' left, now they want more
Seem rich but I need wealth, now I want more
Choppin, choppin, it's like Vietnam, smokin' Napalm
Livin' days, I ain't slept in days, hit the the fourth one
Everybody think their waterproof till the storm come
Make it rain, 100 dolla bills 100 round drums
Pull the rage and I'm out the cage, when I'm on the stage
You can see the savage, pocket watchin' just like field hands
Fuck it, [?], I'm tryna count the cabbage
Fuck you talkin' for if I ain't ask it?
Arky smilin' but bitch I ain't laughin'
Let you call me on my bank root
All them commas, that's a real hoop
Still thinkin' bout the black coupe
It's a P1, top seat, [?]
If I ain't top Five it's cause I'm top two
You prolly thought it was a year or two
Bitch, you guessin, now they want more
Competition for the competition
Never slippin', I'm like ya'll souls
All on one but that's on every song
Gave em hustle, struggle, pain from me, now they want more
Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more
Give em somethin till there's nothin' left, now they want more
Seem rich but I need wealth, now I want more
I got a feelin' but there's nothing in
All this profin gotta be a sin
Euros too, stack a million year
I trust bitches with a million friends
She just watch a homie, she justm plottin on me
Feelin' tensions, why you actin' different?
Poppin' bottles, this a young nigga
Nineteen over 20 hands, had to get the money to my man
Told em here bout the masterplan
Just the otha day he understand
We'll kill em with the truth
Broad day no mask on
A young'n scarin' children of the corn
Bunch of niggas raised with winter [?]
Pimpin pimpin sippin sippin neva cookin cookies
Got yo feelins trippin listen listen
There's no pencil
Chew it up without a stencil
In the pistol with the read option
Couple scrambles, now I'm outta pocket
Heroin and music, watch it rock me
I'm a star like my new Givenchy, on that topic where is Erykah
Tell Badu I wanna touch her, just confessin', I ain't Usher
Teachin' lessons, no professor, bobble ratchet on my dresser
How you gon' do it? Say you want more!
How ya gon' prove it? Workin' workin' I'm in overtime
Clockin' in, nigga, grab a scale
Be a starter how you run the pie
Put in work on your birthday
Gave em hustle, struggle pain from me, now they want more
Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more
Give em somethin till there's nothin' left, now they want more
Seem rich but I need wealth, now I want more