Everything Lyrics | Lil Baby

Everything Lyrics | Lil Baby

Gone in one minute

Pulled up in the supercar, this joint limited edition

Tried to tell you ahead of time, I wish you would have listened

Never tryna hold the ball, I’m cool with a assist

I just hope lil’ bro don’t miss

I can’t lie, someone done pissed me off, I’m back up on that shit

Treat them niggas block like Lenox mall, we go in there and spin

I know niggas mad I’m number one and they want me to fall

I got bad bitches, supermodels, I don’t even call ’em

I’m the youngest who be drillin’ shit, you know that come with life

Niggas barely tryna send you shit, you know they ain’t go right

What you talkin’ ’bout in real life? I can’t get caught up in the hype

She like, “Why you drop like that?” I can’t get caught up at no light

Know my nigga was dead wrong, I stand behind him like he right

Spent four hundred on that Richard Mill’, I call that wasting time

Tried to give you every sign, it got me wonderin’ if you blind

We together when you with me, when you leavin’, you ain’t mine, yeah

You owe me for everything

I’ma take it all the way ’til the grave before I drop a name

You done took a piece of my lil’ heart so it won’t be the same

I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game

You owe me for everything

I’ma take it all the way ’til the grave before I drop a name

You done took a piece of my lil’ heart so it won’t be the same

I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game

Used to be in town when I couldn’t give a thing

Never wanna see you go out bad, I tried to give you game

You gon’ throw my feelings in the trash and leave it in the rain

I’ma leave me feelings in the past, I won’t come back again (Yeah, yeah)

Love it when she come and see me, and she wear her sundress

I be goin’ stupid in that shit, we havin’ dumb sex

She be tryna do it better, turn into a contest

I be smokin’ rapper, we all know she get a contact

Always switch my number but somehow, she stay on contact

Stand up for my hood, the hoes on fold, you know I run that

Don’t nobody run no top on me and I ain’t punch back

My dawg goin’ on a life sentence, pay whatever for him to come back

I been stackin’ Ms like they souvenirs, yeah, yeah

I spent eighty grand on some new veneers, yeah, yeah

I been town to town, I’m in that new McLaren, yeah, yeah

I’ma show my ass sometimes, it ain’t have it

You owe me for everything

I’ma take it all the way ’til the grave before I drop a name

You done took a piece of my lil’ heart so it won’t be the same

I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game

You owe me for everything

I’ma take it all the way ’til the grave before I drop a name

You done took a piece of my lil’ heart so it won’t be the same

I done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game


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