เนื้อเพลง I NEED
I NEED - Macklemore
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 drugs 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 drugs 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
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