Everything I Own

Yeah What up, Bobby? You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat (Xan' on the beat, baby) Yeah, yeah, yeah Xanny game, candy game You just want it now, babe I'm insane, live alone Solitude my only home Jonny Dang up on my wrist Heavy like I hit some shit Basic bitches wanna kiss Drop your legs and suck this dick Took a lot of pills, think it's time to go to space, yeah Houston have a problem, the speakers don't have much bass, yeah Fuck it, we gon' fly to Mars and try to find some dank, yeah Pussy in my face, yeah What the fuck was I gon' say? Yeah Used to clean streets, now I'm livin' like a king, yeah Tatted up my face so people likin' what they see, yeah Every shop I'm hittin', gettin' everything for free, yeah When I was a baby, knew I would have everything, yeah The crown, the gold The jewels, the hoes The cars, the homes Everything I own Look, the crown, the gold The jewels, the hoes The cars, the homes Everything I own My dirty little secret, is it cheatin' if she Swedish? I don't know, just go ask Jesus Let me tell you 'bout my demons Make your army start retreatin' Left his arm and legs still bleedin' I'm a beast and I need feedin' But don't count me as no villain (yeah) I love-love that RX logo on the side of the bed I wanna feel on some titties, are they real or just fake? Never mind, doesn't matter, I'm still fuckin' today, yeah Ayy, I'm still fuckin' today The crown, the gold The jewels, the hoes The cars, the homes Everything I own Look, the crown, the gold The jewels, the hoes The cars, the homes Everything I own, yeah The crown, the gold The jewels, the hoes The cars, the homes Everything I own Look, the crown, the gold The jewels, the hoes The cars, the homes Everything I own, yeah