Kasai 4k - All I Need

Spinnin through these thoughts I just gotta go and grab my pen (grab my pen)
In my own world Ion feel a thing I'm in a zen (I'm in a zen)
I been through a lot of shit that I cant even comprehend (I can't even comprehend)
Gotta chill and take some meds, damn I'm on this trip again (god damn)
I been working late nights I been working 9-5's (9-5's)
Tryna' pave my own way tryna set a trill vibe
Why you think I need ya? You don't think I see ya
Sorry I'm in O-town with my whole team, yeah like
Why you always trippin on these phony niggas (on these phones niggas)
Type to do you wrong for a groupie picture (for a groupie picture)
Type to leave you lone sayin he ain't with ya (stupid)
Imma get him gone out the fuckin picture (na na)
Time to ice out my whole wrist
Bring her right back to the crib
We could get into some things whatchu think we getting in
Yeah she tasting real fine, yeah it feel like wine & dine
Yeah she been on my mind, Imma need her time
What you tryna get away with what you tryna prove
Why you learning all the shit I'm tryna do
I'm M.I.A. for a while, gotta move
And sorry that I missed your call I was in the stu
Sorry I ain't hit you I was gone bout a week ago
Running up these bands, now I gotta do another show
Sitting by this board, I'm just tryna do another song
Tryna put my niggas on, tryna buy my moms a home
Speakers on blast while I'm racing down I-4
Diamonds real glass I ain't doing allat CZ stone
Always chase a bag, Imma drag, gotta dash
I got things I gotta do, I'm tryna make this money last
Plug hittin up my phone said we got another pack
Black camry whip it like a cat driving real fast
Ion deal with all the bullshit yeah it's not in my own hands
Why you talking to me crazy we just tryna get a bag
Yeah I'm with my team uh, trapinese we t'd up
Late nights in the city, cuttin in a beamer
Why you put up with your ex when you could be with me uh
I done told ya bout a million times I'm tryna see ya
Why he flexin on the gram the shit he renting beat up
Medicated in my lungs I'm really off the green uh
Since a youngin tryna make it imma fuck the scene up
I been cooling with luh Kota we gone fuck the scene up
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sorry I ain't hit you I was gone bout a week ago
Running up these bands now I gotta do another show
Sittin by this board I'm jus tryna do another song
Tryna put my niggas on, tryna buy my moms a home
Speakers on blast while I'm racing down I-4
Diamonds real glass I ain't doing allat CZ stone
Always chase a bag, Imma drag, gotta dash
I got things I gotta do I'm tryna make this money last
You get me gone like this, and I can't get it
You really all I need, to be the best, yeah
You get me gone like this, and I can't get it
You really all I need, to be the best, yeah

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Kasai 4K

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