[Lyric] I Wanna (Brandon Whelan)

[Intro: Brandon Whelan]

Do, do, da, da, do, do, do, do, da, do
I wanna be the greatest, to ever do this
I wanna run this whole damn rap game, yeah
I wanna run the world

[Verse 1: Brandon Whelan]

I wanna make music people can dance to
But the second that I began to, I remembered about the bars
The shit that make you feel something, when you feel that life getting hard
I wanna be a star
I wanna be out of this world lookin' down upon, Earth from Mars
I wanna drive lavish cars
I wanna be iced, cuban links, ink, mink, cigars
But I want y’all to feel my pain and my scars
I wanna fuck with all these big chains and broads
And I wanna be on stage wilding out with a Gibson guitar
I want you to listen that's all, yeah
I want everybody to feel my vibe
I wanna bе the pill that the doctor just can't prescribе
I wanna be the dude on the radio, when you on a ride
With your girl, tell her "Listen and this shit will get you high"
(Yeah, I wanna be the greatest)
[Refrain: Sample]

Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry

[Verse 2: Brandon Whelan]

I get that nobody gonna give me a chance
I get my only fans gonna be my friends
And I don't got plans, but when this ends
You gon' talk about me the way they talk about Em
They way they talk about Nas
Biggie, HOV, and Dot
Yeezy, Wheezy, Pac
And I, just will not stop
But I will apologize, cause I went pop
For a second, but now nobody want me to drop
Nobody want me to rock this mic like the Doc
I wanna set the world on fire
Get everybody hyper than an XL cypher
Homie, I'ma remind ya, that I was born to be a writer
Making music that’ll move ya like fiber
Create tunes about the blues, I'm only twenty but I'm wiser
Than half the industry out now
It took a lil' bit, but I'll never put this mic down, yeah
("Lights Out", ha ha, get it?)
[Refrain: Sample]

Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry

[Verse 3: Brandon Whelan]

Sorry, not sorry, I know you’re fuckin' with the sample
I don’t wanna ramble, but I came to save the game of rap just like she was a damsel
Cause I can see the game in destress
I guess I musta' been sent just to clean up the mess
I wanna sell 8 mil'
On the first, like 50 cent
I wanna spit a verse, that’ll keep you content
I want a platinum plaque in my fuckin' basement
I wanna go diamond and shit
(I wanna run the world)

[Refrain: Sample]

Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
Sorry, sorry
[Outro: Brandon Whelan]

Do, do, da, da, do, do, do, do, da, do
I wanna be the greatest, to ever do this
I wanna run this whole damn rap game, yeah
I wanna run the world