Everything I Want
The Notorious B.I.G. & Lana Del Rey Lyrics

I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like youse the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
I understand the desperation of waking up in poverty without any money to support oneself. The people around you assume you're a drug user and that you're selling drugs to those who are at a low point in their life.

But they don't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish, ssshit
People don't realize the emotional and financial struggles one faces, such as having a baby on the way with numerous bills to pay. Drinking Tanqueray provides an opportunity to reflect on one's life and wish it wasn't filled with so many difficulties.

I remember I was just like you Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I had to get P-A-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves for chumps tryin to stop my flow And what they don't know will show on the autopsy Went to see Papi, to cop me a brick Asked for some consignment, he wasn't tryin to hear it Smoking mad Newports cause I'm due in court for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have your gat in hand, cause man
I used to be in the same situation as you, smoking weed and flipping cars. I didn't have a good education and had to resort to selling drugs, which caused my mother to kick me out. However, I soon realized that I could make a lot of money from criminal activities. I began carrying a gun to protect myself from people trying to stop me, and went to see a drug dealer to buy some drugs. I smoked cigarettes due to anxiety, since I had an upcoming court case for assault in Bridgeport. I'm like the Gingerbread Man, always on the run and you better have a weapon if you want to catch me.

I had the master plan I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland with my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I had a grand scheme to take over a housing project, so I traveled to Maryland with my friend Two-Tecs, who had two guns. Whenever he started shooting, he would ask who was next, as if he was invincible.

I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Guiliani ain't tryin to see no black man turn to John Gotti
I'm witnessing numerous deaths on the streets, and Mayor Giuliani doesn't want to see any black man become like John Gotti, a notorious mob boss.

Guns and diamonds Bitches put they tongues where the sun ain't shinin Take ki's til they spot us, snakes flee with consignment This kid he got his krib rated, police found grams They locked up, his whole fam; moms sister his old man
There are guns and diamonds involved in this drug trafficking business, and women perform unspeakable acts. People steal drugs from us, and those who betray us flee with the drugs. A kid had his apartment searched, and the police found some drugs, resulting in his entire family getting arrested.

Nigga bailed his moms out, then he told on his man Now they home, actin like nuttin wrong, hustlin again He tried to be the next Frank White, and Escobar Pickin up coke a fiend holds it in a seperate car
A guy bailed his mother out of jail, but then he snitched on his friend. Now they are both back home and acting as if nothing happened, continuing their criminal acts. He attempted to be like Frank White or Pablo Escobar, picking up drugs from his supplier and having the drug addict hold them in a separate car.

My bitches out of state get bust while they pushin my cars Callin me up, callin me baller, call for they cut Pretty hoes bring me my cash, swallow all of this nut Seats on the Bent' stay nasty, push the dash for the stash box is where the cash be; watchin for task force
My women who are out of state get arrested while driving my cars. They contact me, admiring me, and asking for their share of the profits. Pretty women bring me my cash and perform sexual favors. The seats on my car are dirty, and I have to push the dashboard to access the hidden compartment with my cash. I'm always alert, looking out for task force.

Cause I know they comin but I'm reachin my goal Fuck bummin, I'm makin sure I leave this whole game wit somethin Crib in West Palms for my dime, crib for my moms Ridiculous, you lookin at the next Nicholas Barnes, baby
I know the authorities are after me, but I'm working towards my objective of making money. I'm not satisfied with being poor, so I'm determined to leave this illegal business with something valuable. I have a house in West Palms for my girlfriend, and a separate house for my mother. You're looking at someone who will become the next Nicholas Barnes, a successful businessman.

Come and run with me .. I really wanna show you How I run the streets .. I really wanna show you How I'm clockin G's .. I really wanna show you Come and run with me .. I really wanna show you
Come join me on my dangerous journey and see how I operate on the streets. I'll show you how to make money and be successful in this line of work.