Masta Ace, Marco Polo, Marlon Craft - Wanna Be lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Masta Ace, Marco Polo, Marlon Craft - Wanna Be lyrics]
So you wanna be hard core? (Yes)
Trap, shoot, sell
What the hell you need a job for? (Ah)
'Bout to make a little fortune
Headed for the moon
'bout to pull up in a Porsche soon (Nice)
'Bout to have the newest hot song (Hot)
Jocks gon' love it
They gon' play it like a pop song
Rappin' with the curses
(Huh) , trappin' in your verses (Uh)
Trappin' while you rappin' so I guess
It's like a rock song
So you wanna be Weezy? (Look)
Look at how he do it, make it look so easy
Wanna ball like Jeezy? (Umph)
IG models, yo, they look so sleazy (Sexy)
So you wanna try and link up?
It goes down in the DM
Whatever you can think of
But they only choose
(What?) brolic-ass dudes (Oh)
With a lotta tattoos
So you better get your ink up (What?)
So you wanna get a Maybach? (yeah)
Studio friends wanna hear you on the playback
In a room full of yes men (Yes)
Met em last month
Now you're sayin' they your best friend
Wanna pop a few Xanax? (Girls)
Meet a couple girls
Maybe have a little fan sex
But the girl's really underage
And the her friends on the 'Gram
Actin' silly on your page
They wan- they- they- they wan-
They- they- they- they- they- they wanna be
They wan- they- they- they wan-
They wanna be they wan- they wan- they wan-
They wanna be wanna be, wanna be
Wanna be, wanna be
Yeah I wanna do that shit
Why wouldn't I make that money
And screw that bitch?
Like who are you to judge me
Shit are you that sick?
Do you got hit's? Do they know
You like "Are you that shit?"
Or are you another old, salty hater?
'Cause everyone I ever idolized said
"Get the paper"
And that's from trappers to the
Rappers to the fuckin' bankers
I be fillin' up with anguish
I don't recognize what pain is I need
All the numb that fame gives
So I chase it to whatever degree to arenas
These likes make me feel a better of me
I flex with grams on the 'Gram, shit
At least I'm consistent
Blame me for hit chasin'
Half you rappers was pitchin'
The same crime-fueled vision that you
Accuse me of livin'
So hell yeah I want a Xan
Do you know what it's like
To not even know who I am?
And to be without a plan?
And know somethin' could bring me fans
That could justify all my scams
I was plottin' on with my mans?
Give me purpose, now I'm feelin' good
And you wanna take that from me
'cause the appeal ain't good? See, truth is
I wanna be like you but ain't equipped
Can't conquer the difficult
I suffice with the dangerous
What kind of game is this?
Y'all left this for me
I know there's a better way than this
So if I'm a wanna be
It ain't for none of the shit that you claim
'Cause all I wanna be is me
But that ain't part of the game
I'm just sayin'
They- they wan- they wan-
The- the- the- they wanna be
They wan- they- they- they wan-
They wanna be they wan- they wan-
They wanna be they wanna be
In summation, we a nation of generations
A variation of ages
We goin' through different stages same book
But we readin' from different pages
Enrolled in the same school
But studyin' different majors
Not sayin' you can't get a degree
But you're in need of a cheat sheet
And you should get it from me
You see, life's what you make it
And can get it to be
It was me who paid that fee so
You could get it for free
Look, it's so dangeorus when
You dealin' with strangers
Started speakin' they language
Now you're drivin' to vanquish
Not realizin' that you fell for the ok-
Back then, we fell for the Benzes
Fell for the rope
Put some Gucci on the trench and
We fell for the coat
But the game is still dirty when
We yell for the soap
Y'all see it as jabs, y'all see us as dads
See us as concerned, don't see us as mad
Look, I get heated
The same mistakes are repeated
The hard headed
Conceited get broken down and defeated
It's not needed, 'cause it happened to us
Now your budget is almost gone
From rappin' to bust
These are words you can trust
But you try to refute
And none of it makes sense
'til it's time to recoup
In the meanwhile another will get anointed
We're honestly not bitter, no really
We're disappointed yeah
Yo, Strick, it's Ace
I just left the same message for Words
I um, met this kid this producer kid
At the studio the other day young kid
He from Toronto and uh
Yo, dude is kinda nice he got some things
There's this one particular joint
I definitely need you to hear