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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
Vocals
lil kota
lil kota
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avery Marcel Joshua Jones
Avery Marcel Joshua Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
Producer
L10Mixedit
L10Mixedit
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Everything, everything Everything, everything I want everything Yeah, yeah, yeah This that wake up sunday mornin' clean your crib all day, yeah This that yeah I love you but it's time we separate, yeah This that I don't hit the gym but I been losin' weight Bonsai tree up in my window, give it water, love and patience This that get your money independent, fuck a deal, ayy This that do what's good for you, so fu-fuck how they feel, yeah This that spend a week up in the mountains just to heal some Marry someone that go 50-50 when the bill come Love you cause you love me at my low I couldn't have done it on my own, nah All I ever wanted was to feel like I was home, yeah Never take a penny from my soul, yeah It ain't all about chicken, I should retire by thirty I should be there for my children You either get busy dyin' or you could get busy livin' I am so tired of fightin', I'm finna live out my vision, okay I want everything, everything Tell a hater you could rest in peace, rest in peace I don't ever let it get to me, get to me I want that chicken and the recipe I don't want no fuckin' piece, I'm takin' everything I'm ain't perfect but I hope you take the best of me Wake up early, always wonder why he blessin' me I'm in love ain't no funny That is everything, everything Run it, run it Finally tired of runnin' away, I'm Tired of fightin' the flame, start Mixin' the real and the fake, I Look at struggle her face, dancin' puddles in the rain Still hussle with the game, still tussle with the pain Still humble with the fame, yeah I was away, I Dipped on drama, hope on a plane, I Sit in the shade, I Turnin' this struggle to pink lemonade, I Makin' the wave, I Leavin' the shit like the way that I came, spark a fire in the rain Flat tire, that's a shame, I ain't stoppin' for a thing, yeah Reminiscin' on the old days, with the gold chains Watchin' Rap City with the whole fam, In my Auntie room for the whole day Ramen noodles with a coke can, hope is like money ain't a thing Headphones hoppin' on a train, gotta get it, I ain't playin' games Nah Lately I been on new shit, like feng shui Like B still, like lettin' go of my bad ways and my young days And you free now, go fly fly, under palm trees sippin' mai tais On Paloma beach, doing anythin' in my photo book full of everything I want everything, everything Tell a hater you could rest in peace, rest in peace I don't ever let it get to me, get to me I want that chicken and the recipe I don't want no fuckin' piece, I'm takin' everything I'm ain't perfect but I hope you take the best of me Wake up early, always wonder why he blessin' me I'm in love ain't no funny That is everything, everything Say everything, say everything Ever-everything Everything, everything Everything, everything Everything, say I want everything I want everything I want everything, I want everything I want everything, I want everything
Writer(s): Jason Levine, James Mccollum, Fefe Dobson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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