Jenova IO - This What Yall Want, Right? 3 lyrics

(Verse: Jenova IO) The hood want me on some thug sh** The trap want me on some drug sh** The girls want me on some club sh** Honestly I been done with All the pressure, from different directions You count money for nothing I'm steady counting my blessings You spend money on O's I'm putting that in a session My whole team want me to sell out Now I'm constantly stressing, sh** You telling me That I need to sell my soul? For petty pieces of change And little pieces of gold? When did the bar get so low Everything on the radio been Getting real old, man They don't even sing no more Talking 'bout my soul They don't reach no more Remember back in the 90's? They don't teach no more Most of these rappers shouldn't even Speak no more, man In spite it all I gotta stay me Even if they pay me like 100 g's 500 grand in a week, do the math 2 Mil, 2 later You can times that by three, sh** Been doing it for free Can't do no less Before it all I gotta get my respect Tell the record label "Don't cut that check If it mean I gotta go cut my neck." (Hook: Jenova IO) Money, Power, Love, Drugs This is what you want, cuzz Pistol packin' is a must What you set? Throw it up (Bridge) Blunts blaze and acid drips Double cup, and I'll take a sip (Verse 2: Jenova IO) Man, so...originally I was going to have a second verse, man But, man f** that sh**! I got sh** I wanna talk about I don't even feel like rapping about it I be trying to feed these people All these stories and sh** All my f**ing mixtapes, man I'm trying to give y'all some deep sh** That y'all gotta think about sh** that has meaning to it And y'all keep wanting To be fed that bullsh**, man I don't feed y'all bullsh**, man I'm feeding y'all 5 course meals and sh** Steaks and sh** Y'all n***as want to stick to that same Old bullsh** that's on the radio and sh** Y'all don't realize what y'all got in front of you, man Real talk (Hook)