Joe Budden - What Y'all Want lyrics
[Joe Budden - What Y'all Want lyrics]
I can see what they mad for, shit
I would be mad too
They wouldn't acknowledge me, shit
My name was taboo could fuck who I want now
Should be my next tattoo
Passed up on your bitch
She'll settle and have you
You live in a basement, me I'm in a castle
And since I'm a drop-out
That's my cap and tassel
Closest thing to a rockstar
My friends call me Axl
To keep it a hundred I think
The credit is past due (What y'all want?)
I mean, shit's to be expected by now
When the top-tier MC's dodge
It don't annoy me
If they hearin' it like I am
It ain't a shock they avoid me
Come on! (What y'all want?)
Personally, I think you niggas is beat
He done battled a million times
He got yet to be beat
Signed to an M&M but it's
These other niggas that's sweet
(What y'all want?)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out
Fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won't give it back
So y'all gonna have to take it from me
(What y'all want?)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga
I could show you how been a few years
Figured y'all would know by now
I see why they call him lame though
I would call him lame too
They wanted me out of here
But since then my fame grew
Used to be on house arrest
Bracelet on my ankle
Couple million later and they shocked
That I'm the same dude
Quick big up to Wu Tang
Deaded all that Meth stuff
Youngins go and look for beef
Adults don't let it fester
Some of y'all still judge though
Still believe in Esther
Y'all gonna let that ho stop y'all
From hearin' what the best does?
Some of y'all don't know no
Better so y'all just neglect
So they'd rather compare my current
Girlfriend to my ex
They say I'll loose my mind
If Kaylin leaves me, i digress
I think my track record should show
What y'all would think about my next
Countin' my money like it's
Gonna make you some
On my dick like it's gonna make you come
Bum niggas see it from my perspective
Here's a little word for you
You make enough bread
It eventually goes to work for you
(What y'all want?)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out
Fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won't give it back
So y'all gonna have to take it from me
(What y'all want?)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga
I could show you how been a few years
Figured y'all would know by now
I see why they think I’m old though
I would think I'm old too
Reinvented mad times, I keep makin' old new
Now a nigga worldwide, back then I was local
And every dude y'all said was better
Than me then is old news
Modern day present fans are fickle
It's depressin' one single, one album
Y'all gon' say he with the legends
The veterans be pissed when we
Pay mind to they selections
And the newbies get gassed every
Time they Jay Elect them
It’s niggas with more money and less respect
To me that tomfoolery's dead
Bottom line real niggas know
What’s more important
And dollars ain’t in attendance
When that eulogy said
So let’s get it clear first 'fore
You compare 'em to me wait a couple years
Make sure they don’t disappear first
It’ll save us some confusion
Everything ain’t a classic
And everybody ain’t dope
Some of that is an illusion
The funny thing about a label push
You never know, shit could go either way
Go ahead and run along side it
End up on the wrong side of it
When your life change it could
Be only weeks away i'm a result of the fans
And deadin' the middle man
With that logic I don’t got to
Rely on a good day
Did great on a label, did greater on my own
So pick the MC of the
Moment and ponder: could they?
(What y'all want?)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out
Fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won't give it back
So y'all gonna have to take it from me
(What y'all want?)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga
I could show you how been a few years
Figured y'all would know by now
I would be mad too
They wouldn't acknowledge me, shit
My name was taboo could fuck who I want now
Should be my next tattoo
Passed up on your bitch
She'll settle and have you
You live in a basement, me I'm in a castle
And since I'm a drop-out
That's my cap and tassel
Closest thing to a rockstar
My friends call me Axl
To keep it a hundred I think
The credit is past due (What y'all want?)
I mean, shit's to be expected by now
When the top-tier MC's dodge
It don't annoy me
If they hearin' it like I am
It ain't a shock they avoid me
Come on! (What y'all want?)
Personally, I think you niggas is beat
He done battled a million times
He got yet to be beat
Signed to an M&M but it's
These other niggas that's sweet
(What y'all want?)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out
Fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won't give it back
So y'all gonna have to take it from me
(What y'all want?)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga
I could show you how been a few years
Figured y'all would know by now
I see why they call him lame though
I would call him lame too
They wanted me out of here
But since then my fame grew
Used to be on house arrest
Bracelet on my ankle
Couple million later and they shocked
That I'm the same dude
Quick big up to Wu Tang
Deaded all that Meth stuff
Youngins go and look for beef
Adults don't let it fester
Some of y'all still judge though
Still believe in Esther
Y'all gonna let that ho stop y'all
From hearin' what the best does?
Some of y'all don't know no
Better so y'all just neglect
So they'd rather compare my current
Girlfriend to my ex
They say I'll loose my mind
If Kaylin leaves me, i digress
I think my track record should show
What y'all would think about my next
Countin' my money like it's
Gonna make you some
On my dick like it's gonna make you come
Bum niggas see it from my perspective
Here's a little word for you
You make enough bread
It eventually goes to work for you
(What y'all want?)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out
Fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won't give it back
So y'all gonna have to take it from me
(What y'all want?)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga
I could show you how been a few years
Figured y'all would know by now
I see why they think I’m old though
I would think I'm old too
Reinvented mad times, I keep makin' old new
Now a nigga worldwide, back then I was local
And every dude y'all said was better
Than me then is old news
Modern day present fans are fickle
It's depressin' one single, one album
Y'all gon' say he with the legends
The veterans be pissed when we
Pay mind to they selections
And the newbies get gassed every
Time they Jay Elect them
It’s niggas with more money and less respect
To me that tomfoolery's dead
Bottom line real niggas know
What’s more important
And dollars ain’t in attendance
When that eulogy said
So let’s get it clear first 'fore
You compare 'em to me wait a couple years
Make sure they don’t disappear first
It’ll save us some confusion
Everything ain’t a classic
And everybody ain’t dope
Some of that is an illusion
The funny thing about a label push
You never know, shit could go either way
Go ahead and run along side it
End up on the wrong side of it
When your life change it could
Be only weeks away i'm a result of the fans
And deadin' the middle man
With that logic I don’t got to
Rely on a good day
Did great on a label, did greater on my own
So pick the MC of the
Moment and ponder: could they?
(What y'all want?)
Top down and adopted the crown and
I walk out
Fresh kicks and all this hatred on me
And I won't give it back
So y'all gonna have to take it from me
(What y'all want?)
Shoulda got this dough by now
Or should I be that nigga
I could show you how been a few years
Figured y'all would know by now