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[Hook – Taylor J & Casino]
[Taylor J]
I swear to god I wa’n’t satisfied
I swear to god I wa’n’t satisfied
It wasn’t enough, I wasn’t satisfied
It wasn’t enough, I wasn’t satisfied
[Casino]
(No!) I bought a Benz, I wasn’t satisfied
Had to go and cop the Bentley, like the way it ride (Oh shit!)
Copped 2 chains, I wasn’t satisfied (Now!)
The jeweler gave me ten, Im tryna really shine

[Verse 2 – Taylor J]
My nigga I gotta get my momma right
Been seeing her work since 1995
My grandma don’t want to leave that block for nothing
She’s satisfied and plus she’s scared of flying
But grandma get your ass up in the sky
Its kinda different when you flying private
I spent a thousand on these shades grandma
You might wanna see life through Medusa eyelids
They tried to count me out, but count me in
Go to war bout me and mine, I need mine (I wasn’t satisfied)
Make me go back to the jungle gym (flippin 35)
Hundred dollar bags to my friends
Taylor you ain't never lied

[Hook]

[Verse 2- Casino]
Standing on the corner selling knicks, wasn’t satisfied
So I rapped a dummy up I had to finish for mine (Treat them)
Now I’m selling bricks and selling drugs, I’m satisfied
Copped the corner, it was too small, I wasn’t satisfied
Copped the house up on the hill, you can park inside
Old school played out, I don’t want that ride
I need some car like 300k, I ain't tryna drive
Back seat recline, but I ain't satisfied (ok)
Coulda had a million but I want some billions (ok)
When I reach some billions, I probably want a trillion (ok)
Everything goin good but I ain't satisfied
Till I see all of my niggas straight and satisfied

[Hook]

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