I NEED

Composed by：Ben Haggerty/Joshua "Budo" Karp/Joshua Rawlings/Ryan Lewis/Tyler Andrews

I need two bad ******* and a bag of good w**d

Need an eighty inch screen that's a big TV

I need Addies to stay up I need Xannies to get sleep

God give me *** all the lean that I can drink

All my haters suck a dick rest in peace

And to all the opposition you can come and get me

When I finally do some good I need everyone to see

But please I need you to pray for me

Had two whips put them on gold D's

Saw Lil Baby's I went and bought three

Can't fly commercial that **** ain't luxury

I need duffles duffles Louis Gucci and Balenci

I need shoes shoes all 23

Fill the closet buy them all and I don't even wear these

I need a necklace I need watches

I need bezels I need wallets

Need my diamonds to be flawless matching no canaries

I need more more I'll pay whatever fee

Put me on a billboard face on every magazine

I want it all run it up

What the **** is wrong with me

'Cause I got everything and I still ain't happy

I got everything I need

So why am I fallin' to my knees

I got racks on me money ain't a thing

All I really want is to be free

Look at me I got everything I need

So why am I fallin' to my knees

I got racks on me money ain't a thing

All I really want is to be free

Look at me look at me

New hairline I need better abs

My girl a Burkin bag then BBL her a*s

Han

All the homies jealous I can't trust none of them

So I cut my day ones off like **** it

Keep 'em comin'

I need all new friends they gotta be famous

Showing everybody that I really ******* made it

Han

I need a new girl she gotta be a model

Or a rapper or a actor or a ******* TikToker

But we need to breakup we need to make it public

I'ma call her a slut make a track

**** that dumb b***h

And I need to rent a yacht need to go to Miami

Move to Calabasas get a private bowling alley

And I don't even bowl but I'ma make a statement

**** you mean I'ma to say it

I need to be the favorite

Saw the NBA players and I'm on Obama's playlist

**** a top five **** them all yep I'm the greatest

I need love love I'm makin' history

I need paparazzi poppin' pictures every place I be

I want it all want it all the American dream

I got everything and I still ain't happy

I got everything I need

So why am I fallin' to my knees

I got racks on me money ain't a thing

All I really want is to be free

Look at me I got everything I need

So why am I fallin' to my knees

I got racks on me money ain't a thing

All I really want is to be free

Look at me look at me

I wanna be loved

I wanna be felt don't wanna be judged

I need some healing 'cause I cannot feel it

So pour up another double cup of mud

I do not know who the hell

I am done so many *** I lost who I was

Every person I let in my circle

Is secretly lurkin' and out for blood

I got forty thousand tucked under my mattress

And a ratchet in case anyone'll figure out the address

Security system in my attic starin' at it

I'm still flexin' on the

'Gram just to show 'em that I have it

That's the ******* price of fame

Ain't never goin' backwards

But none of this is workin'

Where's the purpose in this palace

Pop a perc 30 girls twerkin' just another purchase

Spiritually sick I didn't even know I was malnourished

Everything is desolate

Botox my forehead they can't see how stressed I am

Everything I ever wanted

The trinity money power respect

In the end were the three things that lead me to death