Everything I Got lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


[Chorus]
See everything I got I worked for it, this sh*t didn't come for free
We gon' go to war if any n*ggas try to come for me
I know I'm who they wanna be but God only made one of me
Don't worry 'bout them haters, cause all that sh*t up under me
I know they hangin' on the low, that's the wrong way to go
[?] for a ho, I can't trust her no mo'
Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing c*cked
Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can't stop

[Verse 1]
Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
Black lamb, black [?] why the hell you do him like that
I heard it got him upset, these n*ggas ain't a threat
All the n*ggas with the [?], I'ma leave a n*gga wet
Only rappers in the battlefield, who the f*ck wanna battle them
Name a rapper saying something back, on a n*gga get his ass whacked
I don't argue over telephones, I'ma do these n*ggas hella wrong
I'ma put these n*ggas into church, never said their name in a verse
Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
It ain't nothing, we ain't trippin', we ain't gotta get a dime of show money
We don't never throw [?] on n*gga cause we don't ever talk about a n*gga
If they hatin' we gon' let 'em hate, cause none of these haters gon' elevate
Aye check this out right, see, I just pulled up on my partner in my lamb right
I lift the doors up on that motherf*cker, and then when I looked at him, I could tell in they eye they ain't my partner no mo'
[Chorus]
See everything I got I worked for it, this sh*t didn't come for free
We gon' go to war if any n*ggas try to come for me
I know I'm who they wanna be but God only made one of me
Don't worry 'bout them haters, cause all that sh*t up under me
I know they hangin' on the low, that's the wrong way to go
[?] for a ho, I can't trust her no mo'
Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing c*cked
Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can't stop

[Verse 2]
Can't stop, won't stop tell the folks I ain't gonna stop
Ahk sh*t, pop sh*t, name a ahk that ain't gon' pop
12 can't stop sh*t, tell the folks we ain't gon' cop
Ralo where the f*ck the roof went, telling me ain't no top
Riding 'round in a half a million, still got all my jewelry on
I never hang around a lame, these n*ggas try to steer me wrong
I ain't ridin' on none of these f*ck n*ggas waves just to get paid
I'm the headline on every stage, I don't give a f*ck about a age
Young n*gga but a OG, think twice 'fore you approach me
All them n*ggas talk about they 'round, f*ck around and get it slowly
I know it's us versus everybody, we got a bullet for everybody
You ain't never come in with a n*gga, that ain't ready to go catch a body

[Bridge]
Why the f*ck would I hang around a n*gga that ain't on the same sh*t that I'm on
I'm a million dollar n*gga and I'm still ready to [?] a n*gga [?] that pistol
Any day, try that sh*t if you want boy
[Chorus]
See everything I got I worked for it, this sh*t didn't come for free
We gon' go to war if any n*ggas try to come for me
I know I'm who they wanna be but God only made one of me
Don't worry 'bout them haters, cause all that sh*t up under me
I know they hangin' on the low, that's the wrong way to go
[?] for a ho, I can't trust her no mo'
Raindrop, raindrop still ridin' 'round with that thing c*cked
Drop the top with the tank-tops, tell them haters that I can't stop

[Outro]
Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
Black lamb, black [?] why the hell you do him like that
Weed money, coke money, dope money, dice money, show money
It ain't nothing, we ain't trippin', we ain't gotta get a dime of show money
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