Jon Keith - Anything You Want lyrics
[Jon Keith - Anything You Want lyrics]
Anything you want on this
Yeah lost to getting
Yeah I am not the one I'm thinkin'
Yeah wait hold up
Anything you want on this dish
To getting rich
Why you even talking about your wrist
I am not the one I think you miss
Yeah what I need gold for?
I been taking shots and being
Right before the throne
I been in the kitchen with
The sauce spilling over
I'm that golden child I got it in my soul
Hold up hold up I forgot my manners
They call me the one it's
Nice to meet you manner
Think a little birdie told me I been lost
Like in management in the other boss
It ain't me that's what I can't be
I open up and let that
Stain see till he paints
This kinda rap it really pains me
They try to shame me
When I say I mean my family
That's in the game see
Take the Christian out the name
It's because they ain't me
You think it's about to know your fame
And they think you're lame
I wonder if he took those thorns
All up in his brain just so I can fit the
Picture and play the game
That's why they framed him
Oh I get it that's a dead horse
Let me leave a note let me see my course
Let me turn away headed from my course
It ain't none of my business
And none of yours
Yo I been the one but not the one to sit back
Handed out my best bit to believe that
Look the same I broken up like Kit Kat
You too close and I ain't really with that
Please step back or maybe get a tic tact
Pick a side and stop it with the flip flops
Finna drive no I don't need no pit stop
People asking gon' make me pissed off
All these rappers done went
Off and cliqued up
Now they all talking all about the mister
Dropped the ball and I'm the
One who picked up
Not for y'all or the dead or the sick ones
Probably now think that her
Feeling dead to me so how you make a killing
Seen behind the scenes of what you reel in
It ain't nothing like what you could reel in
Go ahead chase your god if you can feel it
Promise you gon' perish in the real end
I'ma stand and study with the praising
This ain't feasting this is barely grazing
I think I'm finally ready to talk
But nothing I can say is gonna
Make you change how you are
You gonna have to see the
Wounds scars lining in chalk
That mean a man leave his gold
To wanna follow the rock
You know what I'm saying?
Anything you want on this alright
Anything you want on this yeah
Anything you want in this heh
Anything you want in this okay
I got the gold got it in my soul
Yeah yeah I got the gold
Yeah yeah got it in my soul yeah ay hold up
Anything you want on this dish
To getting rich
Why you even talking about your wrist
I am not the one I think you miss
Yeah what I need gold for?
I been taking shots and being
Right before the throne
I been in the kitchen with
The sauce spilling over
I'm that golden child I got it in my soul
Hey hold up hey hold up
Got it in my soul yeah yeah
Hey hold up
Yeah lost to getting
Yeah I am not the one I'm thinkin'
Yeah wait hold up
Anything you want on this dish
To getting rich
Why you even talking about your wrist
I am not the one I think you miss
Yeah what I need gold for?
I been taking shots and being
Right before the throne
I been in the kitchen with
The sauce spilling over
I'm that golden child I got it in my soul
Hold up hold up I forgot my manners
They call me the one it's
Nice to meet you manner
Think a little birdie told me I been lost
Like in management in the other boss
It ain't me that's what I can't be
I open up and let that
Stain see till he paints
This kinda rap it really pains me
They try to shame me
When I say I mean my family
That's in the game see
Take the Christian out the name
It's because they ain't me
You think it's about to know your fame
And they think you're lame
I wonder if he took those thorns
All up in his brain just so I can fit the
Picture and play the game
That's why they framed him
Oh I get it that's a dead horse
Let me leave a note let me see my course
Let me turn away headed from my course
It ain't none of my business
And none of yours
Yo I been the one but not the one to sit back
Handed out my best bit to believe that
Look the same I broken up like Kit Kat
You too close and I ain't really with that
Please step back or maybe get a tic tact
Pick a side and stop it with the flip flops
Finna drive no I don't need no pit stop
People asking gon' make me pissed off
All these rappers done went
Off and cliqued up
Now they all talking all about the mister
Dropped the ball and I'm the
One who picked up
Not for y'all or the dead or the sick ones
Probably now think that her
Feeling dead to me so how you make a killing
Seen behind the scenes of what you reel in
It ain't nothing like what you could reel in
Go ahead chase your god if you can feel it
Promise you gon' perish in the real end
I'ma stand and study with the praising
This ain't feasting this is barely grazing
I think I'm finally ready to talk
But nothing I can say is gonna
Make you change how you are
You gonna have to see the
Wounds scars lining in chalk
That mean a man leave his gold
To wanna follow the rock
You know what I'm saying?
Anything you want on this alright
Anything you want on this yeah
Anything you want in this heh
Anything you want in this okay
I got the gold got it in my soul
Yeah yeah I got the gold
Yeah yeah got it in my soul yeah ay hold up
Anything you want on this dish
To getting rich
Why you even talking about your wrist
I am not the one I think you miss
Yeah what I need gold for?
I been taking shots and being
Right before the throne
I been in the kitchen with
The sauce spilling over
I'm that golden child I got it in my soul
Hey hold up hey hold up
Got it in my soul yeah yeah
Hey hold up