On Everything (feat. Tezo)

What's really good?

Niggas tell me that I made it when I hit the hood

Old girl gave it up like I knew she would

When you saw me, you ain't swing like I knew you would

On that fake shit, that's a Whoopie Cushion

Old from the start type and he ain't gettin whoopings

I could tell, crabs in the bucket if I fall I'll break shells

They hating on Jesus, I ain't tripping, oh well

I'm just tryna live, word to bond

Swipe it like a visa, catch me if you cheetah

Franklin's new Aretha

I am great, nice to meet ya

On my toes like a ballerina

After this shit drop, I won't be making pizzas

I ain't never lie, killin everything moving, Mr. Homicide

Mr. Dinner Date, Mr. My Guy

I been doing this but right now I'm at an all time high

I heard you talkin shit but I'ma let it slide

And maybe your chick too, I shine like a gold tooth

Cause niggas is so poop

Fetch me a trash can, I'm suttin like Shaftman

Yeah, body body like P in 97 man

Ya'll niggas out here lookin like Terry

Ya'll niggas out here lookin like

Made peace with the past, hello future

Can't look back, no time for that

Waiting on a miracle, you can't do that

You gotta go and get it like a pick up order, ay

I woke up out in California, my Cali chick like good morning

Food cooked, weed rolled for me

I just laugh cause I think it's funny

Everybody love you when they think that you getting money

Ay I can't wait to ball, like a bad ass kid, tear up the mall

And she got some on, tell her pull down them drawers

Hit it on the first night, I never call

Married to the game, rockin chains instead of wedding ring

If he in the way stretch him out like a limousine

These niggas frontin they don't want the cake like Anna Mae

I am here to stay, I put that on everything

I put that on everything, I put that on everything

I put that on everything, I'm here to stay

I put that on everything

(Bitch)

(I put that on everything, I put that on everything)

(I put that on everything. Bitch we here to stay)

(I put that on everything)

Me and the crew sippin brews, steady skipping school

Never trusted no one so we tuck a 22

Call a couple bitches, fuck em till they mouths drool

That's how a young muhfucka from the 'land do

I mean a young muhfucka from the 'land too

Trill, too real, too ill

Excuse me if I do not do it for the camera

Bitch I grew up in the jungle, I'm fuckin bananas

My gorillas wit me and m dealer wit me

Wit 50 pounds of the sticky icky

Straight from the ??? boys in the Windy City

Pity, pity these mothafuckas smokin bunk

I light a j and kill a verse, put that shit in the trunk

Back in shaker used to kill em on the table a ton

Bet a couple dollars you could lose the shit if you want

Fuck a rest, still chase change

Always make the mothafucka money

Never let the money make me, bitch

Young gunner, salute when you see me

I live what I'm rapping for real, you just do it for TV, believe me

My hands bulimic, throwin up L's

Those fans deleted wack rappers and listen to Kells

Used to walk up to the dairy market, get me a shell

Cop a gram from the 5 for my homies in bail

Still 357 under the front of my belt

Now my album is selling off the fuckin front of the shelves

This a evolution, a real mothafucka made it, what a revolution

Still muhfuckas hate it, but they couldn't do it

Let me educate the students

You couldn't measure my ground with 80 million rulers

I do this

Shhhh, you could try me if you want and be foolish

But I'm the champion, that means that everyone else loses

You put that money on me, guaranteed you'll recoup it

Bitch I am legend, name a rapper that I haven't influenced

Kells!

I put that on everything, I put that on everything

I put that on everything, I'm here to stay

I put that on everything

(Bitch)

(I put that on everything, I put that on everything)

(I put that on everything. Bitch we here to stay)

(I put that on everything)