This is a song about "I want it"

Ask who the fuck want it, i bring it to your doorbell

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Screw a 3-peat , i want it every single season

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I just want to spit it with the best plex

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

You want to hear a poem? i made it for you,

I want it all... all of the money

Malia family, we the family

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Believe me i want to achieve it all by being me

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad