Seth Sentry - Petty lyrics

[Hook] I want it, I want it, I want it I wanted it all from the start So I'ma just take what I want From you now, but don't take it to heart I want it, I want it, I want it I want it, I want the sh** now I just want it all in the palm of my hand I don't really care how [Verse 1] I just want what I came for I'm comin' to k** every rapper, I have to, I'm late I need someone to blame for it I'm petty, I'm petty, I'm petty, I know that already Just show me that safe code Please don't make me jump over that table Please don't make me remind you I got a short fuse On this dynamite, sh** has been lit from the start So now pardon, please open that bank vault Yeah, word around town I've been faded Nah man, I'm just fatal Don't ring the alarm, don't ring the alarm Boy that sh** could be painful I just came here for that paper And maybe some coins for the payphone I need to call some more people out There's no reception or signal down where I just came from Man, I could just k** off a bunch of these backpackers No one would pray for 'em See I learned it all from the k**er off Wolf Creek when he was on Play School Yeah, everyone's dropping their music for free Guess you get what you pay for I think I'm far too impatient To go back to waiting at tables Yeah, and I ain't here to take orders And I ain't here to take orders Gorillas in aprons I had to escape though, I had to go AWOL I'm too high to lay low, I'm too high to lay low Man, I had a chain-gang attached to my ankle I'm too high to lay low, I'm too high to lay low Man, we sat on rooftops before Drake and J. Cole Hooligans, yeah Hooligans, hooligans, hooligans We ain't as cool as them You keep that room for rent, I am not movin' in Yeah, schoolin' these rappers They not in my category man, I just bully them Yeah, screamin' out namaste Holdin' a hand grenade, I should just pull the pin [Hook] I want it, I want it, I want it I wanted it all from the start So I'ma just take what I want From you now, but don't take it to heart I want it, I want it, I want it I want it, I want the sh** now I just want it all in the palm of my hand I don't really care how Want it, want it Want it, want it (I don't really care how) Want it, want it Want it, want it (I don't really care how) I want it, I want it, I want it I want it, I want the sh** now I just want it all in the palm of my hand I don't really care how [Verse 2] But I ain't chasing money Just for the sake of it I got some life goals There's places I wanna see Plus there are quite a few I'm tryna hide from If I go back To working cafes again man I'll prolly go psycho And fading out low-key Is not for me bro I'm trying to end on a high-note (woah) Yeah, they never spent as much Time trying to level up, "You should get out more" This sh**'s a game to me, best to not play with me Give me that loot before I ruin your health bar There's no time for bravery I spent my later teens chewing on power ups Now I'm so blatantly out of their league That they call me OP when I'm shooting my mouth off (bam!) Ah man you can get it Yeah man you can get it I don't bite my tongue I am too full of venom, I am too poisonous I got a hole in my bucket I was there when I said it Go on kick that bucket man I am so self-centred I'm the first to admit it I am petty, I'm petty, I'm petty, I'm petty Yeah I'm petty yeah I already knew Here to take it all from you form an orderly queue I just want what I'm worth man, it's long overdue All my clothes looking like I got laundry to do I ain't dropping acid man, I got holes in my shoes I ain't tripping lady, I am not falling for you I ain't here to f** around I am not in the mood, look [Outro] So I'ma just take what I want from you now But don't take it to heart I want it, I want it, I want it I want it, I want the sh** now I just want it all in the palm of my hand I don't really care how Want it, want it Want it, want it (I don't really care how) Want it, want it Want it, want it (I don't really care how) Want it, want it Want it, want it (I don't really care how) I just want it all in the palm of my hand I don't really care how [Produced by Nic Martin]