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LYRICS: Lil Baby – Everything

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“Everything” is the 12th track on Lil Baby‘s new 23-track album, IT’S ONLY ME, check out the official lyrics to ‘Everything’ below.

Lil Baby – Everything Lyrics

Verse 1
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 thе youngest who be drilling shit, you know that come with lifе
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 drive 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 wondering if you blind
We together when you with me, when you leaving, you ain’t mine, yeah

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Chorus
You owe me for everything
I’ma take it all the way till 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 (Yeah)

Verse 2
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 having dumb sex
She be tryna do it better, turn into a contest
I be smoking 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 stacking 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

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Chorus
You owe me for everything
I’ma take it all the way till 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 till 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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