RE3EL - What We Need (feat. Codein3)

The time has come for we must learn
To be more patient
In our lives
We want, we need and yet
We want more
We want, we need and yet
We want more
I
Look at the state of the world
From different perspectives
Y'all checking the gram
That's not who I am
But
The feeling infectious
Dopamine rush to the head
While y'all in ya bed
That feeling connects us
The lens of my eye
Can't tell any lies
Y'all acting too reckless
So I would advise
That you shouldn't lie
Acting so extra
So filtered out
You chasing clout
So overzealous
Show what you rent
Not what you have
That's not what they need
Show what you rent
Not what you have
That's not what they need
Give us what we need
Give us what we need
I'll tell you what we really need
We need that fucking lamborghini
Riding around I know you see me nah
Scratch that
I'll tell you what we really need
We need to get our family straight
I told my mom I'll pay that debt
Just give me time I know you stressed
My family out here struggling now
I'm just tryna get my way above the crowd
We so tired of living that check to check
I remember back then we ain't have no check to count
And when we did that check would bounce
Yeah back when we lived in our grandma's house
But momma said yeah we gotta bounce
That shit had me cringing like nails on a chalk board
Used to cry myself to sleep like damn you lost
Then I said fuck that
Went and got two jobs
When I discovered cash that shit was just like crack
Knew there was no going back
Imma do what I gotta do to get that cash
I'm tryna get rich yeah just like Shaq
They say I'm going to fast thinking imma crash
He'll give us what we need
He'll give us what we need
Coming in hot
I pop like a kettle
Look at my wrist
New watch, new bezel
I don't wanna stop
No I won't settle
Got a new opp
He a whole new devil
He pocket watching
Little do he know Imma come knocking If he keeps on talking
Not stopping with heat I'm stalking
Sun dropping in the cold not walking
Look at my whip
Now look at my click
Can you please tell me who fucking with this
We on go with a brand new grip
Hit up all the oops and it ain't near miss
Standing ten toes nah we don't trip that's facts
He say that he better than us that's cap
None one better than us on god
On god
Got a homie on go and stay he with a blicky
He gripping the trigger, his finger is sticky
I can not be lying, that shit is too tricky
I roll with the people I know dying with me aye
Coming in clutch, Durant
You better duck, for real
Can not be stopped, I can't
And you don't be playing the field
Boy why you lying
You should stop trying to be someone else
Or you'll end up dying
I am defying the law of attraction
Speaking my truth, while you have been acting
I'm in the booth I'm getting it cracking
You have been crying while I have been spazzing
I am supplying the homies with action
If you keep on eyeing I promise I'm smacking
Yeah we not lacking
Rapping with a passion
Pull up we clashing
No we not capping
I can't be doing that looking at my drip
Went to the city bought shit off the strip
Pull up new whip they like who is this
That is my click got drippitty drip
Just look at the fit got Prada on hip
Yeah bitch
Prada on hip

Written by:
Cody Howard, Devin Alvey

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