Every/Thing
Back in the day
Me and my brothers had to share a bunk (Hah!)
I still got beef with Ms. Beseman
She made all of us flunk (Hah!)
I keep on working with it
Man I do this for real
I can't starve and watch the feast
Cuz I gotta eat
Getting my sleep from a pill
And my energy come from a drink
They said I got the soul of an OG
But I'm texting with emojis
Every girlfriend group got a goalie
And I'm just chilling with the homies
And we, lactose intolly (oo)
Finally found parking in Hollywood (Hey)
Bout to, stop at the 99 Cent Store for dollar goods
I got a bag of some hot fries
A coupon from Popeyes
I feel like I'm bout to be on
I got my Carmex in pocket
My keys and my wallet
And long as I'm holding my phone I got everything
I got that New $$$
I got Everything
I got that new new yeah
I got my girl and my Jordans
My kitchen my toilet
My Playstation and my cologne
I got every, every, everything
Oh yeah, I'll probably swipe my other visa
Tryna pay the dues of being Donald or Issa I got everything
Now I'm just making Mona Lisas
I got my Instagram popping that got me a couple T-Shirts
In music libraries, I'm always stuck in research
I got everything, moving backwards in reverse
No inheritance, tryna get my tax reimbursed
Good samaritan, speak it to existence I'm a firm believer
We got good at playing with the lights off
No dry cleaning, I just hit it with some lysol
Fighting over 30 minute turns on a Microsoft
Dinner in a microwave, elbows on a tabletop
We put 3 jobs on my dad, one for each child
Tryna rebound, turns out we was Julio Jones
When we finally got the feet down
Back in '99 South side Minneapolis
When we pieced out (Ugh)
Wow
I done seen it from both sides
I got my bills and my tickets
Your nose in my business and no one to co-sign
I was struggling like (ugh)
Ow, meanwhile the whole time
I look in the mirror and tell myself that I got everything
Cuz I came from nothing
They said I got the soul of an OG
But I'm texting with emojis
Every girlfriend group got a goalie
And I'm just chilling with the homies
And we, lactose intolly (oo)
Finally found parking in Hollywood (Hey)
Bout to, stop at the 99 Cent Store for dollar goods
I got these bags under my eyes
Under the spotlight
That's what it takes to be on
I got this girl I'm missing long distance
So long as I got access to a phone
I got everything
I got every, every, everything
I've had this black skin and this horoscope
Since I was born
I got every, every, every, everything
I got every, every, every, everything
I got everything, I got everything
I got everything, everything
I still got my mom and dad
They're still married
I still never crashed my car
Don't pop that cherry no
I turned 25 that scares me
I'm still team no sleep until the cemetery
They said I got the soul of an OG
But I'm texting with emojis
Every girlfriend group got a goalie
But I'm texting with the homies
I'm just chilling with the homies
Making millions with my homies yeah
Back in the day
Me and my brothers had to share a bunk (Hah!)
I still got beef with Ms. Beseman
She made all of us flunk (Hah!)
I keep on working with it
Man I do this for real
I can't starve and watch the feast
Cuz I gotta eat
Getting my sleep from a pill
And my energy come from a drink
Me and my brothers had to share a bunk (Hah!)
I still got beef with Ms. Beseman
She made all of us flunk (Hah!)
I keep on working with it
Man I do this for real
I can't starve and watch the feast
Cuz I gotta eat
Getting my sleep from a pill
And my energy come from a drink
They said I got the soul of an OG
But I'm texting with emojis
Every girlfriend group got a goalie
And I'm just chilling with the homies
And we, lactose intolly (oo)
Finally found parking in Hollywood (Hey)
Bout to, stop at the 99 Cent Store for dollar goods
I got a bag of some hot fries
A coupon from Popeyes
I feel like I'm bout to be on
I got my Carmex in pocket
My keys and my wallet
And long as I'm holding my phone I got everything
I got that New $$$
I got Everything
I got that new new yeah
I got my girl and my Jordans
My kitchen my toilet
My Playstation and my cologne
I got every, every, everything
Oh yeah, I'll probably swipe my other visa
Tryna pay the dues of being Donald or Issa I got everything
Now I'm just making Mona Lisas
I got my Instagram popping that got me a couple T-Shirts
In music libraries, I'm always stuck in research
I got everything, moving backwards in reverse
No inheritance, tryna get my tax reimbursed
Good samaritan, speak it to existence I'm a firm believer
We got good at playing with the lights off
No dry cleaning, I just hit it with some lysol
Fighting over 30 minute turns on a Microsoft
Dinner in a microwave, elbows on a tabletop
We put 3 jobs on my dad, one for each child
Tryna rebound, turns out we was Julio Jones
When we finally got the feet down
Back in '99 South side Minneapolis
When we pieced out (Ugh)
Wow
I done seen it from both sides
I got my bills and my tickets
Your nose in my business and no one to co-sign
I was struggling like (ugh)
Ow, meanwhile the whole time
I look in the mirror and tell myself that I got everything
Cuz I came from nothing
They said I got the soul of an OG
But I'm texting with emojis
Every girlfriend group got a goalie
And I'm just chilling with the homies
And we, lactose intolly (oo)
Finally found parking in Hollywood (Hey)
Bout to, stop at the 99 Cent Store for dollar goods
I got these bags under my eyes
Under the spotlight
That's what it takes to be on
I got this girl I'm missing long distance
So long as I got access to a phone
I got everything
I got every, every, everything
I've had this black skin and this horoscope
Since I was born
I got every, every, every, everything
I got every, every, every, everything
I got everything, I got everything
I got everything, everything
I still got my mom and dad
They're still married
I still never crashed my car
Don't pop that cherry no
I turned 25 that scares me
I'm still team no sleep until the cemetery
They said I got the soul of an OG
But I'm texting with emojis
Every girlfriend group got a goalie
But I'm texting with the homies
I'm just chilling with the homies
Making millions with my homies yeah
Back in the day
Me and my brothers had to share a bunk (Hah!)
I still got beef with Ms. Beseman
She made all of us flunk (Hah!)
I keep on working with it
Man I do this for real
I can't starve and watch the feast
Cuz I gotta eat
Getting my sleep from a pill
And my energy come from a drink
Credits
Writer(s): Keenan Montgomery
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