[Hook: Zade]
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune
[Verse 1: Zade]
First and foremost, the verse in short goes
In search of all those that words can hurt most
Still tryna make it not seem so verbose
The god MC not seen in church rows
Now that's a little too dense
They told me "roll it down the middle" for the students
Like you can just spit, and you can tongue twist
But if you don't dumb it down who would fund this
Im tryna be realistic, you need scheming and business
Please mix it
You're just one voice to speak to these misfits
How they Gonna know if they ain't heard it straight?
You're dropping knowledge in seeds that never germinate
Now you think about it, drink and doubt it
Maybe you're the issue
Or maybe you're the greatest and so they ignore to diss you
But that could be a stretch and we're just reaching for it
So you'll be lying to yourself that you should be important
Yeah, you wrote a couple bars
You wrote a couple bars
Is that enough to have you rolling with the stars?
Grab a grammy and then we'll add a pulitzer
Just to ensure you're getting everything that you deserve
You've got an ego bout the size of Ego
The planet, well dammit
Some thing's about to be blown
We might not be talking bout your rap career
It's your damn viewpoint with its atmosphere
[Hook: Zade]
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune
[Verse 2: Zade]
How do I write this
Feeling too tight-lipped
The pen slips, my eyes are deep in a crisis
Better than most rappers, we will never be equal
Maybe I'm acting modest but don't let it deceive you
This is the precipice and I'm effing it with no recognition
My jam a classic, you realize by the second listen
And vis a vis to the current state of society
I'm like a dying breed but y'all playing some hide and seek
From cotton picking to cherry picking, not very different
You're still a slave, your thinking range is fairly rigid
So in the system we coexist in you act the hardest
With the pretence that your life is founded on fact regardless
Whatever though, too young and wild to be the saviour
So c'est la vie, get apathy, shout out Isaiah
Ironically I spit that Passion of Christ
While all you niggas busy rapping bout some fashion advice
[Hook: Zade]
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune
[Verse 3: Zade]
So you heard the narrations, what if I'm not Midas
Well damn, I don't believe that in the slightest
I wanna chill, wine and dine with the finest
But still pray that these riches never define us
And that is the tough stuff, your magic is summed up
You're tryna be an artist but the market is corrupt
You're looking for headway, the fuck is a come-up
You gotta adjust, hit the club with enough plugs
They play and listen, somethings missing "Nigga write a banger"
Nod your head, "Awesome then", try and hide the anger
This is how my pen works, nigga check the mind state
Thought I loved rap, now it's like a bad blind date
Wrote this, so quote this, losing my focus
Gone with the wind, time is no longer noticed
I know I got it, I gotta speak
I can't do much much else nigga cos honestly, yo honestly...
[Hook: Zade]
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune
This is all I want, this is all I do
This is all I know, but you all assume
Can I make dough, can I follow through
Can I make one song that's a caller tune