Lore - W.I.M.It Lyrics

Mama said she only wanted girls
Prayed to God
Wasnt asking for the world
Mama said she only wanted girls
Prayed to God
Wasnt asking for the world
But she got a boy
God said it's your punishment
Did he have a plan
Maybe
And I'm about to blemish it
I sat in a church of few pews
Felt irrelevant
Are you really listening
Cuz I'm about to blast this shit

Living life as if I'm in a casket very Dead
Niggas gon avoid me
I didn't have
Didnt ask, shit
I dont need their money
Just the traction
Mama said
Burn up all the pictures
They're distractions

I put a ball in the pit
My desires go wee wee
Think to my self
That Im gonna be bigger
My babygirl finna be kiki
Sitting, lying around thinking
What could I be be
A famous motherf*cker
When my name drops
They hear
Chi chi
They dont think that Im gonna make It now
Think I'm only a king
If I have a f*cking crown
Well I'm a prince
And I rule over this town
And I

Shut it down
I'm your f*cking one and only President
Relevance
I'm just trying to make these bitches Relevant
Irrelevant
All these motherf*cking bitches Elephants
They tryna take up the room

When I make it
Tell me when I make it
Will you still push me around like I'm basic

When I make it
Tell me when I make it
Will you flock to me
Acting all gracious

When I make it
Homie when I make it
Got me thinking eminem logic
Dropping some bad shit

I go super powered lyrics
All up in this mansion
I dont got a house
If its money i got a fraction
A Faction

Tick tick tick tock
Goes a clock on the wall
Says times is up
But I dont think that im bout to fall

I need more people that I can work With
Need a lyricist on my flow
Make a will Smith
Kill that, perfect
A heretic in music
No church shit
Put that rave on
Make a banger
Tell em Blast the last hit
I need more panadol
I need more adderall
Cus the pain in my head got me thinking
Yeah oh f*ck it all
Wrote it for the life
That I wanted
So sing along
Like its church shit
Sing it Like its church shit
Only wanna know if this shits worth It
Make em eat their words
I could bet it that their meal tastes Like bird shit
I should know, I had a couple Servings
Turned the tables on em
And now i ain't gotta eat thier bird Shit
Cuss shit

When I make it
Tell me when I make it
Will you still push me around like I'm basic

When I make it
Tell me when I make it
Will you flock to me
Acting all gracious

When I make it
Homie when I make it
Got me thinking eminem logic
Dropping some bad shit

I go super powered lyrics
All up in this mansion
I dont got a house
If its money i got a fraction
A Faction