Satisfied

[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]