004 by Evan B (Evan Barnett) Lyrics

Intro:
Barnett, Evan Barnett...
004 on the mic
47 til life

Verse 1:
The critical reception was okay
Had to bring it back another way
Tired of being underpaid, woah
And they say I'm underage yo
White and seventeen I'm just tryna get some plays yo
But the problem is the new trap generation
The ugly complication of spitting rhyme so basic
I can't take it

Chorus 1:
I ain't what you want, my rhyme is too intense
I ain't what you want, cause you got no defense
I ain't what you want, got not establishment
I ain't what you want, but I'm still rapping man
Bridge:
I ain't what you want, but you still listen
Young boy cooking up bars, in notes no kitchen
I should be what yall want, I'm what yall missing
Bitches around me needing my diction like they need prescription

Verse 2:
I ain't what you want, but I ain't gonna stop
Spitting bars straight off the top
But written rhymes is where I pop
I be chillin at the spot
Contemplating waiting
Steadily debating cause I'm getting real impatient
And I will be the greatest
Maybe one day
Californicating
And that'll be a Sunday
Dressing fresh but still so basic
That is not no runway
So please stop acting ornery
I record and its rewarding
No rewording yo, that's just how it is
Hip hop my true passion
Imma go out in a fashion
Thatll keep me fucking laughing
Ha ha ha ha ha
Chorus 1:
I ain't what you want, my rhyme is too intense
I ain't what you want, cause you got no defense
I ain't what you want, got not establishment
I ain't what you want, but I'm still rapping man