Steve James Indie - Tell Me What You Want (Power Pt. 2) (feat. CandySoul)

Mmmm Yea
Yeaaa
Tell Me What You Want
Tell Me What You Want

Yea
Steve James
Grim Muzik
Let's Do It

Tell me what you want, the power, the fame, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the money, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the fame, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the money, devours

Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
Look in my eyes, view the future, tell me what you see
You the truth girl, let me plant a seed
Have a baby by me baby and come and be my queen
We can have the money the fame the power anything
Girl I'm the man can pull any string you
know that I am complete this King
Now take me by the hand come bare this ring
Got a clear view fuck a rearview
Anything in ya past it won't get near you
Talkin' I can hear you, lost Ima steer you
Shit, I can make the whole world revere you
Put you on a pedestal you're looking so edible
Delectable, intelligible intellectual
It's deeper than sexual girl is celestial
So fuck a trophy cuz you ain't collectible
You're one of a kind, you're worth infinite dimes
The pick of the litter that's why I'm @ you like Twitter
Let me get to clitorrrr risk it all for the hitter
Be the misses baby, Ima be the mister
I cook dope shit look at the flick of the wrist
I hustle for grandkids, he hustles for kicks
I got a plan sugar, Mr. Hansen's legit
I'm high, I'm fly but the kids say LIT!
Break a blunt down I'mma build you up
Rub on my back and come on fill up my cup
And we can grind it on out till we living up
And can stunt on your ex like we aint given a fuck UHH!
This the proposition of a lifetime I'm a lifeline in the lime
It's the right time to get on my side hit the hotline take the high climb
No Limit, I don't see a skyline

Tell me what you want, the power, the fame, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the money, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the fame, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the money, devours

We on that big boy shit, Ooh kill em!
Stackin money to the moon, no ceilings!
I'm back from the dead I must thriller
Rap game medicine my penicillin
Bars I handle be dope like a xanny
Winnin the the streets, man damn a grammy
Take a muthafuckin seat if you can't stand me
THAT BOY's GOOD!
Ask ya granny!

One time for the real ones, no time for the fake ones
Batter up till the cake comes
They say no way well I make one
Pedal to the medal seet a record I break em!
Shatter ya bones clavicle to ya sacrum
Kickin ass, actin a donkey come say somethin'
You wanna play dummy?
You just a puppet I love it
So take both of these middle fingers and shove em!
Lookin at a crooked letter add two lines to it
Talkin bout SJ put a dollar sign to it
Talkin bout some business better put a grind to it
Thinkin bout winnin better what what I'm doing
I'm fly, I'm rare That's a bald eagle
Steve king god damn I'm regal
Yo girl don't wanna see you
SHE KEEP IT TIGHT WITH KEGELS!
Get the money and the power and the fame will come
I'd rather be rich than a famous bum
Slangin rhymes with word and nouns and verbs and slurs
On street curbs till kingdom comes UHH!
Steve James I'ma lucrative investment
Bet ya house ya spouse and come and spit ya best shit
I've been out and about, moving with the best click
Looking in the mirror now I see who the best is!

Tell me what you want, the power, the fame, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the money, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the fame, devours
Tell me what you want, the power, the money, devours

Written by:
Stephan Hansen

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