[Hook] Something that I want, something that I want Something that I want, something that I want Something that I want, something that I want [Verse Saba] I just totally want utopia to surround my conscious So I can give a fuck about the fabrics that I found in my closet Whats so bounded by sound is that her word never left me While the departed all counting sheep I been busy counting my blessings Unc been on house arrest since his release Just found him dead in his sleep, damn Wait, this open your soul and your soul intent its total legit I go throw a fit I owed unto him, he wrote from the pen You called on weekends, I pour out to sip if I drank I know the Lord give and Lord take But he got me choosin between church and the music, like Mase Pray, thats what grandma said, I bow my head You still alive, you are not dead, Im your pallbearer And thats the glow that I wrote this with [Break] Anything What? Anything? [Hook] Something that I want, something that I want Something that I want, something that I want Something that I want, something that I want
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