Everything That's Yours

Chucks on the feet, hundreds on the laces

You ain't sayin' nothin' 'less you talkin' big faces

Same on the T, L's on my jeans

Everythin' clean so I'm fly as angel wings

And I got a bunch of dreams but they don't mean nothin'

Bitches tryna kick it like they Vicki B's husband

See we stuntin', trees he be puffin'

Got nothin' on me, baby you don't need substance

And I ain't pursuit 'less you Mike Jack Bad

Complex like math, smooth like jazz

Never lose my swag got my back like a sponsor

Iceberg cool still burn like contra

Name another nigga that could take off without a launcher

Fresh, and all my bombs atoms like Yolanda

Probably the sickest nigga spittin' that isn't really known

And they think that I'm from Houston cause I like my music slow

Got a high school diploma, I'm gettin' every dollar

Rough neck nigga had to fix my collar

Wake up in the mornin' feelin' big like Texas

Death to any nigga tryna take my breakfast

No hesitation dog you shouldn't even bother

Ask my father even he know I'm a king like Arthur

Gave you a warnin', now you facin' hazards

Shit they fiend for I call it blue magic

Pure shit nigga I call it blue magic

Fuck Maybach music, this is Brand New Jack shit

Fuck Teddy Pain this is Teddy Pendergrass shit

It's like I've never been healthy, sicker than your average

Game on lock, chain on the same

Screens in the whip and they goin' fall like rain

Ice in that bitch, so it's cold like hail

Like hell find a nigga that don't feel me like brail

Yeah, I'm a know it all, can't tell me nothin'

Greedy genius I just want it all like my cousin

I don't need it but I still take the cars and the girls

Went from bout gettin' the money to about gettin' the world

I'm a real nigga man, I ain't dealin' with the haters

Only time I start writin' is when they run outta paper

Even then my flow sick, so I probably won't need it

Say you're makin' moves, but I probably won't see it

Nigga you could rap, but you like to front

See me in the 'lac, tell your bitch bring a blunt

My nigga I'm back, meet me in the front

Call this everythin' that's yours cause that's everythin' I want