Tony.Has - More (feat. Widder)

If I make it out now it's the birth of the Phoenix
Set fire to traits and replace em with decent
I just started training to sweat out my demons
The muddiest waters get filled with de-
Seasons they come and they go in a flash
Time keeps on slipping like hits from the past
Riding the wave but they trend doesn't last
If you doing what's fly you gone die when it crash so
I stay on my own now
26 Still in my hometown
I'm not around when it goes down
I'm locked up at the pad puttin ink to sub strait
I gotta little job at the liquor store
Got little cash tryna get some more
When the morning comes you know I gotta eat
When I eat that bread it's back to pissin poor
But I can envision more
Can you imagine that
I see the nicest whip
I see the biggest sticks
I see the finest chick
And she got the fattest ass
Can you imagine that
Can you imagine that

Gimme more
Gimme more more more
More, gimme more
Gimme more more more
More, gimme more
Gimme more more more
More more more more

More and more and more I want it all
But who gone be there for me when I fall
Seems like anything anymores a reach
Stretching both ends till the middles torn
Misery loves company
And love ain't a right it's a luxury
It always starts off so subtly
And then it's all gone so suddenly
I just want more no tongue and cheek
More money more honeys more bubbly
Lick the plate clean still hungry
Even all you can eat ain't enough for me
That's gluttony, In its purest form
Insatiable itch that you can't ignore
You gotta get your hands on the next best thing
But the next best thing ain't enough when it's yours
Content yet? Course I ain't
I gotta taste for the finer things
A couple big rings and some diamond chains
So I look hella fly when I die in vain
I got big dreams, big drama
Causin big scenes, big problems
Not everything that glitter ain't gold
But strippers hittin swishers make it seem less cold
Try and find a balance maybe even the load
But my knees bout to fold so I leave it alone
Spell it all out big letters and bold
Still be lookin at me like I'm speaking in code
Y'all too busy eating sleeping dreamin fb in Vogue
Eventually you gone have to reep what you sew, imagine.

Written by:
Anthony Has-Ellison, Steven Marques

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