Nyck Caution - What You Want lyrics

[GASHI:] Runnin' out of time, runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want Tell me what you want, want [Nyck Caution:] What you really want from a man like me? (Yeah) Talkin' off my ear very impolitely (Shut up) sh*t that I peep scrolling through your IG (Hmm) Doesn't really match with the guy that I see (Facts) Uh, uh (We should do a record, yo, I got this nice beat) You want something from me but got nothing I need (What?) We are not cool, y'all do not know C (Yeah) Only make moves for the bros in Pro-Ds, please (Yeah) Go to sleep like CM Punk Sometimes you gotta lead a brand 'cause the GM su*ks (For real) I rep the fam', always defend us And if y'all wanna go to war (Yeah), we send luck I'm ridin' off the energy, I feel like Elon Musk They gassed up, let's take a bet to see where he ends up I think you drank too much mimosa at your weekend brunch You weak b*tch, we don't listen to your weak-ass stuff See that he act tough, you a dumb fraud (Fraud) I put a ski mask up and leave you slumped, God (Bah), yeah Look me in the face, y'all rookies in the race Playin' hooky with your crap, you will never graduate Shut the fu*k up Yeah, so I-I'm just really tryna build with you, organically I love your sound Yeah, I know you need this, I know you need that, bruh Look, if you could just get on a feature I really don't give a fu*k, my G (Ah, ah) [GASHI (Nyck Caution):] Runnin' out of time (Time), runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want (Want) Tell me what you want, want, want (What you really want) I'm runnin' out of time (Time), runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want (What you really want) Tell me what you want, want, want (What you really want) Runnin' out of time (Time), runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want Tell me what you want, want, want [Nyck Caution:] We need this and we need that We need a hit, we need the old vibe that you bring back We need you to be a slave to the music that you make We need you to be the voice that's pavin' the way What we don't need is you to be different than the guy That was seventeen, signed and recorded "School High" '90s era golden age, we don't want the flow to change Make the same song, collect, then you die Don't forget the check comes every couple months Not for much, but it's somethin' just to keep the fridge stuffed We don't wanna hear about your private life, we just want the Punchlines, metaphors, flows that show you rhymin' nice fu*k how you feel, it's about the appeal If it isn't what we want, then this sh*t isn't real Dyin' for some new music, then it drops for a week Judgin' everybody's work over first-week sales Then a month goes by, my, look at the signs Twenty other albums dropped in that matter of time Ten thousand plus hours tryna work on your grind While Cole Bennett made a star for the thirteenth time That's no shade, just drink the lemonade (Yeah) People hate you for the same things they love, it's just packaged another way (Facts) Anywhere but here, I'm just plottin' my getaway 'Cause I won't give you what you want, so I'm [GASHI (Nyck Caution):] Runnin' out of time (Time), runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want (Want) Tell me what you want, want, want (What you really want) I'm runnin' out of time (Time), runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want (What you really want) Tell me what you want, want, want (What you really want) Runnin' out of time (Time), runnin' out of patience What you really need? Skip the fake conversation Tell me what you want, want, want Tell me what you want, want, want