Meek Mill - I Want It All lyrics

(Verse 1: Lou Williams) I must be Maserati dreamin', I can't sleep at night I wake up, I say my prayers. Thank god I live my life I'm in a GranTurismo 2 tone Pa**enger's a red bone Whoo! She's like the car cause she can't never keep her top on See here, I was sleeping in cla** missing the lessons I was millionaire dreamin'. f** pa**ing these tests My teachers used to say I was lazy and second-guessing Now I'm laughing at they a**, blowing cash, and countin' blessings I understood the SATs, yeah, OK, but What about these million dollars these luxury Benz cuts Them Escalades on 26's them tires they thin cut You mean to tell me you'd pa** up steak and lobster for school lunch I made my first mill told moms I was leaving home Then I made 30 more god damn I was puttin' on I used to dollar menu and spectate at the mall But now I'm buying that b**h out, cuz sh** I want it all (Hook) Cause I want it all I want it all Yeah I deserve the world cause I hustle hard Yeah I want it all I want it all You know I'm on my grind cause I hustle hard I'm in it for the money and the cars, the clothes and the hoes The diamonds on my neck and wrist froze Cause I want it all Cause I want it all Hey (Verse 2: Meek Mill) First off where the money at Cause I go crazy 'bout that paper I'm a money-ac My hood prefer to walk but I be runnin' that So far gone you would think I wasn't coming back South D and George Kush, we ain't smoking none of that You be puffin on that Reggie Bush (cough cough) running back You just bought a used car, you think you gon' stunt in that I just bought a Audemar and my sh** it cost double that Crushing that Stuntin' is my favorite sport Eatin' without no playing fork On the road to riches and I ain't got no plan on taking shorts Some people will call it greedy I just call it making sure If I ain't got no food up on my plate then I'll be taking yours I know what I want, I know what I'm doing They telling me different, I know where I'm going f** talkin' about it, I'll show 'em I'm doing Progress in the night and ??? (Hook) (Verse 3: Meek Mill & Lou Williams) (Meek Mill) Mind on my money Money in my pocket Thousand Benny Franks Man you know nothin' 'bout it That's money in the bank He selling in my closet, winning no matter what Losing ain't a option I said, they ain't see my vision though All I had to do was break it down like the vision though They wanted that fake sh**, I was on original They ain't gonna get it for me I'mma go and get it oh (Lou Williams) OK a mill ain't sh** And a problem ain't either Keep a couple of both long as I'm filling up arenas Philly it's ice cold so punch yo heat keep the heater Big dawg on his hip, like an old school beeper I'm barely even legal but I'm 4 cars deep Three houses to my name my people stealing these streets The hell with VIP, y'all ain't gotta hide me I'm on the dance floor sh**, Meek he know where I be (Hook)