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Everything
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Everything fue lanzado el 7 de junio de 2024 por Slumerican como parte del álbum War Story
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ÁlbumWar Story
Fecha de lanzamiento7 de junio de 2024
Sello discográficoSlumerican
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM70

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Autoría
William Washington
William Washington
Autoría
Michael Hartnett
Michael Hartnett
Autoría
Josh Winkler
Josh Winkler
Autoría
Matt David Hayes
Matt David Hayes
Autoría
Peter Michaelson Pisarczyk
Peter Michaelson Pisarczyk
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
WLPWR
WLPWR
Producción

Letra

[Intro]
I hear people, from time to time
Tell me that I'm underrated or under-appreciated
And to a certain extent, that's flattery and endearing
But I also use it as a source of inspiration to keep, keep fucking y'all up
Bitch
[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning, looking at some pussy so sexy
I had to kiss the sky like Jimi Hendrix, right after she necked me
This shit is dope, talking coke, no Pepsi
Went from a trailer to a savior, this shit is perplexing
Gulp, gulp, drink it up, señorita
And fuck if you hating, you blood-sucking mosquitoes
My propped feet up, inside this black Bentley truck
I'm sitting back, loced out, won't lift my seat up
Keep a gunner close with the heater
Get caught with the Red Ryder, ain't talking BB, 'cause
I'm institutionalized but from the outside
Ain't scared of nothing but God, so fuck your outcries
Don't be the idiot pulling a stick on green eyes
You'll start a fucking war, boy, if I die
'Cause baby, I love with passion
Take care of my people, go ask my people, go ask 'em
I just don't bring the fish 'cause that won't outlast 'em
I teach 'em how to fish and now they out castin'
Eating, and it's huntin' season
And I'm about to land a hit, man, I got this funky feeling
I don't need your credibility, dawg, my credit card's leaking
And I might drop another hundred bands this next weekend, 'cause I got everything
[Chorus]
I got everything
Go check it out
I got everything
Ooh, wee, everything
Yeah, yeah, everything
Ah man, everything
Mmm
Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dreams
Put on that rock and roll wedding ring
Now I got everything
Yeah, yeah, everything
Check it out
[Verse 2]
You must be joking with that Rolls Royce truck
My box Chevy says I don't give a fuck, don't it
Steering wheel, no components
'79 original, I live in the moment
Got a whiskey company, hold on, give me a moment
Hold up, give me a moment
Fuck, goddamn, I got that too
She playing peekaboo in the menu, want wagyu, boo?
Some caviar with your PBR, déjà vu
Last time I took a bitch to bed, she got my name tattooed
Fuck
Y'all shit out of luck, the game is fly paper
And I'm so fly that I'm stuck
You're stuck with me
So fuck with me or suck on me
Lord's a gift, of course it is
Gift to you, luxury
A heartbreaker, party starter, hardly labor, not a job
When you love it, you don't love it, bitch? Then I'll see you later, Prin-cess
These rappers so senseless
Blew your load on some hoes, now you got no cents left
Clean up your act, my floors have been swept
And I stay stage ready, pimp, yeah, why?
'Cause I got everything
[Chorus]
I got everything
Uhh
Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dream
Put on that rock and roll wedding ring
'Cause I got everything
Yeah, man, I got everything
All I need
Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dream
I put on that rock and roll wedding ring
I got everything
Still, I want everything
Still, I want everything
Everything
Everything
Written by: Josh Winkler, Matt David Hayes, Michael Atha, Michael Hartnett, Peter Michaelson Pisarczyk, William Washington
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