Everybody wants some

Is there enough to go around?

Are there losers and winners?

Are some of us meant to fall down?

They done got our hopes up, like we could get it somehow

But i’m not really certain that that’s how the planet go round

Yeah I been here before, down on my four’s

Down on the floor, then of course I go and drown in my thoughts Counting my flaws, like how I never floss

Or like how I take eternity to package a song, I’m-

Striving daily and tryna achieve a dream

But lately it’s like I’m waiting in line at the DMV

‘Cause shit is taking a long time

Or am I looking at the wrong signs?

Because

Everybody wants some

Is there enough to go around?

Are there losers and winners?

Are some of us meant to fall down?

They done got our hopes up, like we could get it somehow

But I’m not really certain that that’s how the planet go round

Dirty dishes sitting in the kitchen sink as I sit and think

Bout how I'd do shit differently, if I had different things

Like a father figure teaching me the art of being smarter with my money, make it longer like a limousine

Not to say I wasn't blessed in other ways

I'm just worried that I might be tryna punch above my weight

When the odds are stacked against you

And the world somehow convinced you that the other side of pain is where your happiness awaits

Da-da-da-da-di-dum

Da-da-da-da-da-dada

Everybody wants some

Is there enough to go around?

Are there losers and winners?

Are some of us meant to fall down?

They done got our hopes up, like we could get it somehow

But I’m not really certain that that’s how the planet go round

Da-da-da-da-di-dum

Da-da-da-da-da-dada

Da-da-da-da-di-dum

Da-da-da-da-da-dada

(Da-da-da-da-di-dum)

But I’m not really certain that that’s how the planet go round