What Do You Really Want?

I thought I heard them say There were no losers only winners That's my mistake But if I'm already a sinner I might as well Kill everyone who's ever told me I needed help People put on shows for the cameras Can't give them props for the plays they're making when they're all fake But fuck it, I'll go Macbeth on anyone who acts like they're leading Give stage fright a whole new meaning aye Put these actors in their place They only care about fame I care about being great so I'm out here really breaking a sweat While they just pour water on their face aye I thought I heard them say There were no losers only winners That's my mistake But if I'm already a sinner I might as well Kill everyone who's ever told me I needed help You keep telling yourself you want this All the fame and money and shit You keep telling us how you want it but Deep down we both know you don't want shit You just say that to feel important You like making goals we like working towards them This is like the hare and the tortoise If the tortoise took all the breaks and the hare was constantly working aye I'm at this rapping shit every day Because people don't be about what they say But me, I be writing like I was an author of Slappy Cause I'm always grinding and promoting myself like Dashie So spare me your excuses I'm not Pasty cause if you actually went for it, like Pharell you'll be happy But instead, you're doing this shit as a hobby so you won't be as big as Bobby You should murder if You keep telling us how you want this Man stop telling us and go do it You keep telling us how you want it but Talk with no action's useless You change goals every other weekend And I'm your friend, I promise bro I want you to reach them But it's kinda hard to help when you keep bullshitting yourself I don't know what you want man I guess that makes two of us Fuck I thought I heard them say There were no losers only winners That's my mistake But if I'm already a sinner I might as well Kill everyone who's ever told me I needed help I'm not playing with this new shit Refuse to dwell on anything that only hurts the movement That's why I drop an album, then start the next one a week later That's why I can get over girls I loved for a year in a month with no malice behavior Feeding other people can make it harder to eat So focused on my passion I wish I didn't need sleep I used to judge people who didn't follow their dreams Until I realized dreams just aren't as black and white as they seem for me My dream is making tracks and being a famous rapper but for you A nine to five could be something that you would rather have A humble life with wife and kids that you have to look after Some people are happier not being a Raptor just a Raptors' fan Fame can put you in Jepeorady like Regis So it's no wonder there's people who don't really feel they need it Especially when they turn on the TV And feel more happy than half of the famous people that are on it on some real shit But fuck it, I switch the channel on em' Rappers wanna make it, I just wanna make a classic album They get pressed like wrinkled clothes But I learned from 50 that mining beats hitting gold whether you're rich or broke so Fuck a random singer saying you can be anything you wanna be Cause you can be anything you wanna be So fuck them, fuck your friends saying what you wanna do And fuck me cause I'm just a random singer too Don't listen to me You know yourself way better than I do I can't change my listeners' lives, I only try to People say I need a different angle but their opinions are minute I hear em' talk and my attention span gets shorter than a haiku So tunnel-visioned you know what that's like The feeling like you might have fucked up in a past life Cause you wanna succeed so god damn bad Just so you can show these motherfuckers what you're made of for the last time But I know I need to chill out Cause I don't wanna be the saddest rich person in town Wishing I focused more on the moment instead of buying that big house It's a balance, yin without yang is completely useless My passions' making music And even though it'd be cool to be big as Drake with no day job I don't need to be just to do it Keep telling these kids it's all or nothing you might fuck around and give them enough stress to wanna jump off a bridge or something Success in life is subjective But what's not is if I'm happy with what I've ticked off my checklist So that's all I'm really seeking And if some people don't like my path Then guess what fuck their ass I don't need them Fuck living my life to please them Fuck only eating on the weekend man Burns crumble like forever stubble Unable to be shaved off your face Sugarberry I'm dazed Under my eyelids lies the place where you lay all day Waiting for night to come