Everything You Ever Wanted
They say I don't rap anymore
KC's Finest, Robby Maxxx
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
P1 McLaren, Your whole clique starin'
Shit there goes the neighborhood
Model on my arm, Bottles oh my God
Bitch, you know I'm livin' good
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
G4 soarin', all the whips foreign
There's a blizzard on the table
Kicks so clean, it's all on me
I can put you on the payroll
Yeah, top shelf only, Robby's back for the money
So 2020 in the land where it's always sunny
Your girl's on the coke flow her nose always runny
Ridin' Shotgun in the P1 now she says she loves me
Oh, I ain't lookin' for that
Mantra on the beat, you know I'm cookin' with that
Come a long way from some Mizzou-ligan trash
Now the bank account it's as true as the tracks
New artists rise, and old ones fall
Here I still am outlastin' them all
You had a hot summer, but winter aways comes
I switch genres while Charles pass the blunt
Listen real close, I'll tell ya the truth
I was born to win, So I'll never lose
Heed my warning, never sleep on me
Friday 13th, I'll kill ya in your dreams
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
G4 soarin', all the whips foreign
There's a blizzard on the table
Kicks so clean, it's all on me
I can put you on the payroll
12th album in and I'm only gettin' better
Killin' it so long that I'm gonna gonna live forever
So If you ain't gettin' money, I don't know what to tell ya
But ya gotta get from round me, cuz I ain't seen with failures
Nope, yeah it's bad for the brand
I got some girls that break bad on the gram
Fly 'em out to Cali to relax on the sand
Give hers, get mine. send 'em back to their mans
Run all you want, but you can't hide
Pray to your Gods, I'll stay on my grind
Born in the mud, it just runs in my blood
I drop hits while Derrick pass the blunt
Listen real close, I'll tell you the truth
Fuck what you heard, I am that dude
Heed my warning, don't ever test me
I'm here to stay, you'll be gone next week
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
G4 soarin', all the whips foreign
There's a blizzard on the table
Kicks so clean, it's all on me
I can put you on the payroll
Are we done now?
KC's Finest, Robby Maxxx
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
P1 McLaren, Your whole clique starin'
Shit there goes the neighborhood
Model on my arm, Bottles oh my God
Bitch, you know I'm livin' good
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
G4 soarin', all the whips foreign
There's a blizzard on the table
Kicks so clean, it's all on me
I can put you on the payroll
Yeah, top shelf only, Robby's back for the money
So 2020 in the land where it's always sunny
Your girl's on the coke flow her nose always runny
Ridin' Shotgun in the P1 now she says she loves me
Oh, I ain't lookin' for that
Mantra on the beat, you know I'm cookin' with that
Come a long way from some Mizzou-ligan trash
Now the bank account it's as true as the tracks
New artists rise, and old ones fall
Here I still am outlastin' them all
You had a hot summer, but winter aways comes
I switch genres while Charles pass the blunt
Listen real close, I'll tell ya the truth
I was born to win, So I'll never lose
Heed my warning, never sleep on me
Friday 13th, I'll kill ya in your dreams
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
G4 soarin', all the whips foreign
There's a blizzard on the table
Kicks so clean, it's all on me
I can put you on the payroll
12th album in and I'm only gettin' better
Killin' it so long that I'm gonna gonna live forever
So If you ain't gettin' money, I don't know what to tell ya
But ya gotta get from round me, cuz I ain't seen with failures
Nope, yeah it's bad for the brand
I got some girls that break bad on the gram
Fly 'em out to Cali to relax on the sand
Give hers, get mine. send 'em back to their mans
Run all you want, but you can't hide
Pray to your Gods, I'll stay on my grind
Born in the mud, it just runs in my blood
I drop hits while Derrick pass the blunt
Listen real close, I'll tell you the truth
Fuck what you heard, I am that dude
Heed my warning, don't ever test me
I'm here to stay, you'll be gone next week
Everything you ever wanted
Yeah you know I got it
Everything I ever wanted
Once I pull out the wallet
G4 soarin', all the whips foreign
There's a blizzard on the table
Kicks so clean, it's all on me
I can put you on the payroll
Are we done now?
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Howe
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