Everybody

Hands on the clock movin steady
I know I should've popped already
But all I see is red right now
And these meds probably shoulda had me dead already

We'll be up here cookin in the meantime
All these bitches tryna take my me time
They been so fast I couldn't see the signs
I'm bread for the sauce
And these niggas at my neck for it, yeah
I know you see it
She tryna give me head for some cred
Nigga look how I'm lookin
I ain't pressed for no press
I fly my Margiella to my bank teller
Tell her pull some money out the cellar for a new color

Just so everybody know
I got stuck in LA
That's where everybody go
I don't wanna be famous
That's what everybody want
Some things I be doin
Just cause everybody want

Just so everybody know
I got stuck in LA
That's where everybody go
I don't wanna be famous
That's what everybody want
I don't need no reason
To come for everybody throat

Don't get your wig split up
You talk bout some money
Make my dick sit up
Just like my complexion
Bitch I mix it up
I can't pay attention to your tension

And they love how I do
Mama raised a pretty nigga
Not no fool
You know I was juggin
I was not at school
Even turned into the plug for one of my teachers

Just so everybody know
I got stuck in LA
That's where everybody go
I don't wanna be famous
That's what everybody want
Some things I be doin
Just cause everybody want

Just so everybody know
I got stuck in LA
That's where everybody go
I don't wanna be famous
That's what everybody want
I don't need no reason
To come for everybody throat

Just so everybody know
I got stuck in LA
That's where everybody go
I don't wanna be famous
That's what everybody want
I don't need no reason
To come for everybody throat



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Judge, Devon Nunez
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