Here we go (Yeah) (Yeah) He was a man who wanted more Said, "One million ain't enough, I need at least a million more" Said, "One woman ain't enough, I need at least a million whores" But when you put money over bitches, what happens to you? You become an amateur, a gold medal caliber Connoisseur of low temperatures That cold-hearted nature could expose anyone But you never listen to me 'cause I'm young Now you lookin' at your friends in that Benz with your neck And your chin on your hands and your legs with no pants 'Cause the economy gotcha Fell from the top, what a tragedy Thought you were a king, now you lost all your majesty Lookin' for your mom in the alleyway Beggin' her to give you some money, she told you, "No" Now you lookin' at the alley cats in the alleyway Like, "Damn, what the fuck did I do this for?" Now you starin' at the bottle on the floor like a oracle Prayin' that it show you where the door is to the fortunate Pawned all your jewelry, your Jordans and your portrait Of you in that suit you wore once for the corporate gig Every choice that you made, you was sure you was sure Every score that you chased left you poor in your core Now the roar of the crowd just a ghost at the door And you whisper to the wind, "Man, I wanted more" A man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more More cars, more cash, more liquor to pour More masks, more laughs that you faked when you scored More friends turn to fiends when you reach for the door To a house with no love on a marble floor More pills for the pain you could never ignore More deals, more chains, you was tethered to war With yourself, with your past, with whoever you swore You would never become, but you met him for sure A man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more He had a son that he barely ever saw anymore Baby mama moved across town, said she needed something more Than a late-night call when the clubs would close Than a crumpled up bill for the baby clothes He had a father that he never really knew like that Only seen him in the pictures in a shoebox stack He took the pain, turned it into every move he made Swore he never be the man that his old man played But that hunger in his chest, that rumble in his core Turned a promise to a problem he could not ignore Started runnin' with the wolves, started gunnin' for the throne But the higher that he climbed, man, the farther from home Now he sittin' on the curb where the streetlights buzz Feelin' every single thing that he thought he was And the echo in his head that he can't out-run Is the voice of his little, little, little son like "Daddy, why you always leave, what you leavin' me for? Why you chasin' every dream like you needin' it more? I don't need a million things, I just need you at the door" And it hits him in his soul, what he wanted before A man who wanted more A man who wanted more He was a man who wanted more
