If Everything Is Everything

Nine, nine, nine
You feel me-
You feel me, right?

Long live the underdog
Came out from my supper, after hours
So society won't catch them undercover
Understand that this sobriety don't mean it'll take your number
You hiding from the storm
I'm just rollin' with the thunder
(I feel)

All energies, tall to small
Let em' be
Girl takin shots it's not about Henny
Motherfuckers gettin' too close
And rob you of your pedigree
Put her at the nosebleeds
She couldn't find an empty seat
Fuck, I've wasted all these sheets, like homicide
I'm a sore thumb that sticks right into your eye

Childhood in the midwest (west!)
Came out to the west
Still dirt on my sleeve
Ain't a bulletproof vest
Slip shits on the keys
I'll be cookin' the drums
He'll be shreddin' the strings
I'm at the top of my lungs

Make a rapper decease
Make a rapper decease
Mom's yelling, "Come home!"
I'll be back in a beat
Meanwhile, I'm on the other side, stay away
Like the 808s we can come and could go, fade away

Cautious if you got options, empty your pockets
Show 'em what you're trying to eat like its Betty Crocker's
Office, they're trying to stop us
Still at the trough, Abraham to Rosita, Sasha
Could die a martyr

Honestly, sak pase, nap boule, we're okay
Ridin on my Nimbus like a pegasus
God's my in-genesis
Sixth sense gut through your premises
All around this excellence, innocence, prejudice
If everything is everything then everything is relevant

And if I wait outside for you
Would you would you come right through say, "What's up?" to, me

Everything, everything, without me
When everything, isn't everything
When everything isn't everything



Credits
Writer(s): Arshia Nicholas Fattahi, Steven Kohl Cabanting
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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