Frank Dukes - 004 lyrics

Intro: Barnett, Evan Barnett... 004 on the mic 47 til life Verse 1: The critical reception was okay Had to bring it back another way Tired of being underpaid, woah And they say I'm underage yo White and seventeen I'm just tryna get some plays yo But the problem is the new trap generation The ugly complication of spitting rhyme so basic I can't take it Chorus 1: I ain't what you want, my rhyme is too intense I ain't what you want, cause you got no defense I ain't what you want, got not establishment I ain't what you want, but I'm still rapping man Bridge: I ain't what you want, but you still listen Young boy cooking up bars, in notes no kitchen I should be what yall want, I'm what yall missing b**hes around me needing my diction like they need prescription Verse 2: I ain't what you want, but I ain't gonna stop Spitting bars straight off the top But written rhymes is where I pop I be chillin at the spot Contemplating waiting Steadily debating cause I'm getting real impatient And I will be the greatest Maybe one day Californicating And that'll be a Sunday Dressing fresh but still so basic That is not no runway So please stop acting ornery I record and its rewarding No rewording yo, that's just how it is Hip hop my true pa**ion Imma go out in a fashion Thatll keep me f**ing laughing Ha ha ha ha ha Chorus 1: I ain't what you want, my rhyme is too intense I ain't what you want, cause you got no defense I ain't what you want, got not establishment I ain't what you want, but I'm still rapping man