This is a song about "This aint what you want"

Cause my mother let me do what i want

*devil* is rap what you want? is that what you haunt?

This grit is what im feeling but i aint got a light

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

What's that? you want this dick?

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

And flying first class the bong is what i want passed that aint a microphone

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

"what you want out of life its all up to fucking you"

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Take what you want from the story foretold,

I dont want you to miss this

But you hate them navel kisses

This aint where you wanna be,

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty