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Paroles de la chanson Everything par Kidd Boss the Goat lyrics officiel

Everything est une chanson en Anglais

I have everything, I have everything, I have everything, I have everything, the fact I'm
Still breathing, fuck I look like complaining for, I have everything I want and everything
I ever needed, just me, myself and God, the only three that I believe in, including all The women, I lay down And put my seeds in, gave them they first child, now mini
Is breathing, impregnated y'all with angels, none of y'all have demons, and you know those
My babies when they eyes all beedie, looking just like daddy, so they always gotta see
Me whenever you're not around me, baby mama, don't you down me, get around that new nigga try to clown Me, come on, and that straight cut throat shit, psycho path model
Guess that's some shit I just gotta swallow, but who am I gonna call
When that pain start dissolving, cause I haven't seen my daughter and my son is getting
Taller, but who am I gonna call when I can't get up a dollar when the blocks on fire and
The jobs won't hire and I'm broke, but if I get killed or go to jail, then it's no way
In hell I could be a father, yo I promise this, forever live off of common sense, and
Not the hype of other people accomplishments, and realize what you got within, and realize
That your life written out but you never got the script, it was a reason for no pot to piss
It was a reason for whom, with silver spoon and the rocks that Glist , it's how you calm
Yourself down when you are about to flip, just put on one of my sounds, watch how I
Compliment, the way a nigga feel, I keep it so real, if I had Donald Trump money, I'd
Give everybody lunch money, it's a lot of shit that'll come from me, but I'm not rich
As fuck, I mean I'm getting bucks new chain on, I still come and stick you up, aim the
Gun like give it up, and don't try to run, or feel everything inside the gun, the same
Thing that my father done, when he wanted cake, it ain't nothing that he wouldn't take
That's right I'm riding' for my hunger's sake, so when my tummy ache, I'm in the kitchen
Like I wanna plate, feed me now or bleed later, a fiend for that green paper, shoot it in
My veins for some green gators, tell my bitch roll me up, white widow in my Dutch look
Like the inside of a coconut, I done gave coke to smuts, watch them smoke then get open up, pull
It out they cunt, then stroke they butt, see I'm a boss I got em opened up, I'm getting
Paper overseas now, little niggas focused up, your paper straight or do you fold it up
Yeah I have everything, I hope the whole world notice us, G-sharp behind the board now, I'm
The bull, check the board now, boss
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Auteur: Jesse Peterson Poinsette
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