Want It All PnB Rock (Ft. Styles P)

[Adlibs]
Uuuuhnnya
Uuhhnnnnya
OH YEA
Yea

[Hook]
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything
I just want it all right now
I just wanna ball right now
Swear, I want everything, everything
I just want everything, everything

[Verse 1]
Spit it for the streets cause I know that this is what they want
When it come to work for them fiends I got that A-1
When I say that A-1, I ain't talkin’ steak sauce
Bitch I’m talkin’ 9, 10, quarters and them 8 balls
Spit it for the jails- know what a cell feel like
Prolly ain't gon' be a fucking star but bitch I still write
Rest in peace to Moe
I miss 'em we was real tight
Shit, ain't a day ain't around it don't feel right
All I do is get high, fuck bitches, get fly
Blowing money fast while these niggas barely get by
Don't know how they falter
Niggas always broke, man
But everywhere you go them fiends always wanna smoke, man
That's why i got that work
Fucking with them O's
The same amount you payin man, I fuck that up on clothes
And I make it right back
Cause i be in the trap, this money outta town nigga thats a known fact
Where my real hittas at?