On Everything I Love
And they told me never Trust/
Na address me and your
highness or call me Midas,
tht heart up of my sleeve they know
I'll hold court for (Everything I Love)/
And it would be the end of you before
it's the end of me that's on
(Everything I Love)
I kept it way too real for all you
Ns that's on (Everything I Love)
Crazy to the bone, I'm with my Thugs/
We was on it tough back when
y'all was wearing Lugz/
St was tricky time ticking balling in
the clutch/
Sliding with that monkey wrench my
ns Be goin Nuts/
I'm wavy, Don Brady if we talkin 'bout
Bucks/
And I be ducked off but I ain't fuckin
wit no ducks/
I'm like what happened to the love/
Counting fat knots on that back
streets off of Adams with a Dub/
Got to keep them fleas off me
I been having since a Pup/
Like Aladdin on the Rug with a bad
one going up/
Im'a Have to X the middle man he
catting with the plug/
You the type of na in the mirror
Oscar he acting up/
Quarterback, got that O-Line,
back 'em up/
And all these ns my sons and
I wrapped it up/
But everytime I Bust, it Busts /
And they told me never Trust/
Na address me and your
highness or call me Midas, look
at everything I touch/
Snatch tht heart up of my sleeve
they know I'll hold court for
(Everything I Love)/
And it would be the end you before
it's the end of me that's on
real for all you Bs that's on
(Everything I Love)
No commentating they act like
they know me/
I'm known as the goat what them
glance at the trophies/
he packing Bo Jackson, he
Quick with the 40/
He raised by the homies,
hustlers and parolees/
Tryna get Mo' cheese, tryna
duck Police/
I'm in the wind in a brand new
Benz bumping oldies/
Bh told me you gon fuck
around and get a hoe beat up/
I told lil baby just hold me down
don't hold me up/
Thinking I don't know what
todo with it, you don't know me much/
30 toes deep no sleep sliding OT/
I need me something on the
Rocks Ma' Pour me up/
Cause st looking Sus' /
And they told me never Trust/
Na address me and
your highness or call me Midas,
look at everything I touch/
Snatch tht heart up of my
sleeve they know I'll hold court
for (Everything I Love)/
And it would be the end you
before it's the end of me that's
kept it way too real for all you
Ns that's on (Everything I Love)
Na address me and your
highness or call me Midas,
tht heart up of my sleeve they know
I'll hold court for (Everything I Love)/
And it would be the end of you before
it's the end of me that's on
(Everything I Love)
I kept it way too real for all you
Ns that's on (Everything I Love)
Crazy to the bone, I'm with my Thugs/
We was on it tough back when
y'all was wearing Lugz/
St was tricky time ticking balling in
the clutch/
Sliding with that monkey wrench my
ns Be goin Nuts/
I'm wavy, Don Brady if we talkin 'bout
Bucks/
And I be ducked off but I ain't fuckin
wit no ducks/
I'm like what happened to the love/
Counting fat knots on that back
streets off of Adams with a Dub/
Got to keep them fleas off me
I been having since a Pup/
Like Aladdin on the Rug with a bad
one going up/
Im'a Have to X the middle man he
catting with the plug/
You the type of na in the mirror
Oscar he acting up/
Quarterback, got that O-Line,
back 'em up/
And all these ns my sons and
I wrapped it up/
But everytime I Bust, it Busts /
And they told me never Trust/
Na address me and your
highness or call me Midas, look
at everything I touch/
Snatch tht heart up of my sleeve
they know I'll hold court for
(Everything I Love)/
And it would be the end you before
it's the end of me that's on
real for all you Bs that's on
(Everything I Love)
No commentating they act like
they know me/
I'm known as the goat what them
glance at the trophies/
he packing Bo Jackson, he
Quick with the 40/
He raised by the homies,
hustlers and parolees/
Tryna get Mo' cheese, tryna
duck Police/
I'm in the wind in a brand new
Benz bumping oldies/
Bh told me you gon fuck
around and get a hoe beat up/
I told lil baby just hold me down
don't hold me up/
Thinking I don't know what
todo with it, you don't know me much/
30 toes deep no sleep sliding OT/
I need me something on the
Rocks Ma' Pour me up/
Cause st looking Sus' /
And they told me never Trust/
Na address me and
your highness or call me Midas,
look at everything I touch/
Snatch tht heart up of my
sleeve they know I'll hold court
for (Everything I Love)/
And it would be the end you
before it's the end of me that's
kept it way too real for all you
Ns that's on (Everything I Love)
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