Right Here (feat. Eric Bellinger)

Everything you want is right here (right here) Everything you need is right here, yeahhh Everything you dreamed of is right here I'm right here I'm right here Hey, let's get it though Wale Bye-bye Folarin, we'll half the press and double the talent What's a poet to rapper? it's a shark to a scallop I'm the sharpest for sharpie talk, this indelible chatter My true love is my daughter, my shorty's way after Like way back there, not even same chapter And I ain't Catholic, I hail-mary them blaze after I'm a lion they chasin', I think I'm Bernie Sanders But I'm very confident with the block I still carry better Care to ask the daily bitches, I don't carry barettas I carry niggas with no morals, so carry weapons Go ask the industry who got intricate interviews Put my phone off at events I bet that Billboard be real confused This is real influence boy, I'm the real boss When they was in they cap and gown, I was in The Source When they was graduatin', I was out in Glastonbury Openin' hunnid thousand was advocating for that performance That was Ronson, shout out to Rawson Lenny Santiago was climbing with Mr Carter, A combination of mental issues, liquor, and ganja Were the gift with these lyrics you hear Mr. Folarin And I'm on stuff Everything you want is right here (right here) And I'm on if you want some Everything you need is right here, yeahhh Everywhere you need is an OnStar Everything you dreamed of is right here I'm right here Fuck wit me Look, Goodbye, yeah, for now, yeah, I'm found but I lost too much time It's never right when you lost in nostalgia Goodbye, yeah, for now, yeah, I'm found but I lost too much time It's never right when you lost in nostalgia And your nostalgia So here's the thing, right Okay, yeah, see Got my city with this hip-hop I'm truly infamous, you just did it to get clout Boy, you headin' out wit' yo little spot I shine, dip, and my right wrist never tick-tock Sprint, spread love, or, nigga, kick rocks I swear fo' God, I'mma buy a lot of them thick socks Y'all lunch, apply pressure, they start duckin' you I am Debo, when I be leavin' they finna talk again I'm black and I'm proud of it, The District Columbia Been dissed by a dozen niggas that never been out there I really was out yet, my shit was in madness My shit was at all days on hope and with nausea I'm local, I'm gossip I'm global, you gossip Too much on these blogs hoggin' your mama good WiFi Ain't no bullshit, at least upgrade it to 5G if you gon' be there all mother fucking week Everything you want is right here (right here) Everything you need is right here, yeahhh Everything you dreamed of is right here I'm right here