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Babyxsosa
Everywhereigo
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Everywhereigo was released on January 29, 2019 by Roc Nation Distribution as a part of the album Everywhereigo - Single
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[Intro]
Everywhere I go
They all know my name
[Chorus]
Everywhere I go
They all know my name
Sosa, can you hang?
Baby, I won't fold, yeah
Can't fuck with a hoe, yeah
So I choose to ignore ya
Bitches be my enemies
These bitches be my clone, yeah
[Chorus]
Everywhere I go
They all know my name
Sosa, can you hang?
Baby, I won't fold, yeah
**** hit my phone
All the numbers get ignored, yeah
[Chorus]
So how come everywhere I go
They all know my name?
Sosa hit a stain
Bro, these **** phony
**** pull up four deep
But leave wit' they hands empty
You can beat that **** ass
But you can't push up on me
[Chorus]
Everywhere I go
They all know my name
Talk down like I'm lame
But baby, we was close, yeah
Remember walk-in to the corner store for the woods
**** dying on my block, I'm finna leave da hood
[Chorus]
'Cause everywhere I go
All my **** was in pain
But, bitch, I just woke up
No, I cannot hit a stain
These bitches think I'm spoiled
But I worked for what I gained
From seeing roaches in the kitchen to flying in a plane
[Verse 1]
I told my grandma
I'm hopping off da porch, she thought I was playin'
Move to Atlanta
Hit up go car, he call up Duwap Kaine
I wanna do better
Than my momma
And that bitch had four bimmers
I wanna do better, uh
Than my bros who servin' just so they can eat
What? They ain't tell ya?
Jasia come through, I pull up wit' da big gas
Buss thru, I let up
Got me some trues, they prayin' to my big ass
[Verse 2]
Top down, we speedin'
Virginia beachin'
757 on the weekends
My momma sleepin' on me
My momma preaching
She say I ain't gon' be shit
Then the police kick in
You switched up on the gang
Now you gon' see me win
[Verse 3]
I do this my sister and my bro hunens
We riding to that bag, it's filled wit' hunnids
I ain't forget when **** was starving but rolling blunts
**** ain't have no money and still was having fun
Written by: Jasia Abrams

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