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[Verse 1]
You don’t get what you want, you get what you deserve.
Told you I was gon’ make it—never broke my word.
I was cold and broken like an A/C that don’t work,
Couldn’t even get a extra shirt. You say love me—but when you hungry, what is love worth?
Loyalty would’ve told you to ride, but truth is—you couldn’t stomach that.
I keep heavy metal like a blacksmith, ‘cause they hate to see you up, ridin’ two-door black Benz—nah, they can’t get in.
I don’t got a boss—I stand on ten. I can stomach a loss when I’m tryna win.
Bounce back like Spaulding—funny how they gone, now they back callin’.
No more half-steppin’, I’m locked in.
Cartier lenses—see clear through the fake shit.
Slide through, make my plays—keep the whip tinted.
Cause I started hearing hissing had to keep my distance.
Head on a swivel, but I mind my business—OG taught don’t talk more than you listen.
I love the hustle, the flip, and women who get it.
Poverty was my curse, that weight was killin’ me—I had to adapt.
Ever seen a shape-shifter? I did—my dog turned rat.
Had to switch lanes before the gutter called me back.
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[Hook / Chorus] (Autotuned / Melodic)
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You don’t get what you want, you get what you deserve,
We learn from the pain—built from the hurt.
You don’t get what you want, you get what you earn,
Who riding with you when the tables turn?
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[Verse 2]
How you love her if you don’t trust her?
Can you marry a game that killed your brother? Or made your momma cry?
Sometimes I look in the sky and ask why my mans Austin had to die, he was a stand up guy.
He should’ve been a father, maybe raised a few,
But he ain’t get the chance—while the wicked do.
He was all about peace. I walk with pain that don’t ever leave. Why do the good die young?
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[Hook / Chorus – Repeat] (Autotuned / Melodic)
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You don’t get what you want, you get what you deserve,
We learn from the pain—built from the hurt.
You don’t get what you want, you get what you earn,
Who riding with you when the tables turn?
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[Outro (Spoken or Sung)]
You don’t get what you want…
You get what you’re willing to die for.
