Everything
You know, I've been thinking about it
You can't really know everything
So therefore you can't really want everything
Cause you don't know like what you don't know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want a Lamborghini
Chicken tetrazzini in a tesseract
Wheels-n-meals in a fancy house
In the middle of a cul-de-sac
I'm holding back Marchosias
That's a Doberman Pokemon
So don't be approachin' us
I wanna cobra and
A poster of my parents
Show me how I'm supposed to love and be loved
Do it for the fam and fuck the beat up
I am that I am and hate to be ya
I'm high off of life and some reefer
I just wanna bad bitch with a sound mind
To fuck on my down time
That's a fine dime with a good brain
Coming through around nine
That's a square three
You on square one
You look like a square too
For the product
I'ma need all that
These are some rare jewels
I want air tools, water cups, fire wands, for all of my earthlings
Giving you soul was the first thing
Finding yourself is the best you could do
I was finding my peace, how my destiny do
Teaching these niggas to have a good attitude
What that'll do, prepare you for battle dude
That'll inspire the rest of your crew
Give you some hope like New Testament do
If I can do it, you can do it too
I just do it better
Every time that I step in the booth
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I said made from dust and blowing clouds
Let the water rush deep I hover round
I'm in the air to feed the fire
And use the force to make holy sounds
I want rollies now, but don't get it twisted
I'm still gon' be rocking my G-Shock
Still on occasion I detox
Still meditatin' on deep thoughts like a wise man
Life, death, perfect timing
Getting paid off of rhyming
When the beat drop spit science
That's natural like afro, like grass grow
Like sunshine and shadows
Moonlight and more cashflow
Comfortable and casual
Want the back row to be as lit as the front
Had money motives now I'm rappin' for fun
Spit with a passion controlling my tongue
Practically blackin' out until I'm done
I ain't done
I want peace for my niggas and happiness
I know that this world can be evil despite all the good that we practicin'
It's a gift that we rappin' man
The content amazing and so is the packagin'
And I'm back in it like a trust fall
Ion' trust y'all, y'all too foul
This a and one not a tough call
I just be chillin' at home righting my wrongs writin' these rhymes
I just might get in my zone
My vision is strong
I see the design
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I mean I feel like I know everything...
I feel like I want everything...
But life ain't really about wanting and having and knowing everything
It's more about... how you spend your time...
I mean...
Are you happy
You can't really know everything
So therefore you can't really want everything
Cause you don't know like what you don't know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want a Lamborghini
Chicken tetrazzini in a tesseract
Wheels-n-meals in a fancy house
In the middle of a cul-de-sac
I'm holding back Marchosias
That's a Doberman Pokemon
So don't be approachin' us
I wanna cobra and
A poster of my parents
Show me how I'm supposed to love and be loved
Do it for the fam and fuck the beat up
I am that I am and hate to be ya
I'm high off of life and some reefer
I just wanna bad bitch with a sound mind
To fuck on my down time
That's a fine dime with a good brain
Coming through around nine
That's a square three
You on square one
You look like a square too
For the product
I'ma need all that
These are some rare jewels
I want air tools, water cups, fire wands, for all of my earthlings
Giving you soul was the first thing
Finding yourself is the best you could do
I was finding my peace, how my destiny do
Teaching these niggas to have a good attitude
What that'll do, prepare you for battle dude
That'll inspire the rest of your crew
Give you some hope like New Testament do
If I can do it, you can do it too
I just do it better
Every time that I step in the booth
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I said made from dust and blowing clouds
Let the water rush deep I hover round
I'm in the air to feed the fire
And use the force to make holy sounds
I want rollies now, but don't get it twisted
I'm still gon' be rocking my G-Shock
Still on occasion I detox
Still meditatin' on deep thoughts like a wise man
Life, death, perfect timing
Getting paid off of rhyming
When the beat drop spit science
That's natural like afro, like grass grow
Like sunshine and shadows
Moonlight and more cashflow
Comfortable and casual
Want the back row to be as lit as the front
Had money motives now I'm rappin' for fun
Spit with a passion controlling my tongue
Practically blackin' out until I'm done
I ain't done
I want peace for my niggas and happiness
I know that this world can be evil despite all the good that we practicin'
It's a gift that we rappin' man
The content amazing and so is the packagin'
And I'm back in it like a trust fall
Ion' trust y'all, y'all too foul
This a and one not a tough call
I just be chillin' at home righting my wrongs writin' these rhymes
I just might get in my zone
My vision is strong
I see the design
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I want it all, I want everything
You can keep the smoke
You can keep the smoke
Think you know it all
I know everything
Let these niggas know
Let these bitches know
I mean I feel like I know everything...
I feel like I want everything...
But life ain't really about wanting and having and knowing everything
It's more about... how you spend your time...
I mean...
Are you happy
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Adams
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