Chorus:
What you need what what you need I got what you need
What what you need x 2
[Versus 1: Young Invent]
H Gang You ain't You ain't You ain't saying nothing
I ain't heard before n***a I am Young Invent
Why you think they call me the best
n***a it's the intent
I'm he last of a dying breed, I went to plant seeds
In every realest kids mind so it won't end with me no
I presume when you have a vision like mine
You go need a telescope to see as far as my eyes
And Invent I solemnly yeah I solemnly swear
To write the spit it's illest sh** I swear you'll ever hear yeah
n***as don't hate me I can't blame you you can hate me
All you want to you can fade me all you n***as think you great me
I been putting it on my H Gang you can ask my n***a Pain/
Eddie Clocker, Gee Whyte, J Lyric Neutro maine
Everything we ever did is all for the streets
So when these n***as see me hawking they be know its for the beats
I ain't never been pretending everything I'm winnin'
Worth a quarter hundred Worth a quarter million f**
Chorus
What you need what what you need I got what you need
What what you need x 2
[Versus 2:Young Invent]
A raising star is what the media say
Realest n***a in the world is what the streets would say
Most loyal dependable n***a is what my team would say
Difference between me and y'all n***as any day
I made executive decisions n***a saw my way
To the top homeboy there ain't no stopping me
I taught n***as to get companies to write checks
And Taught n***as how to book shows and get connects
And taught n***as how to blow and this the thanks I get
I guess that it's true what they say leeches ain't sh**
f** janky promoters that lie bout what they do
Claiming That They can book major acts but only booked you
Haha and in the long run I falls on the head of the crew
And since I'm king of the jungle n***a they go blame who
I'm starting to see why Karma s makes sure n***as never make
It so close to the prize but y'all n***as never taste it f**s
[Versus 3: The Doja]
Yo I'm way out in Las Vegas but never losing touch with my
Brother Young Inventa Mucho Caliente It's the Doja Doja Doja
I told ja told ja told ja listen up motherf**as the roofs
About to Blow