Right Here (feat. Eric Bellinger)

Everything you want is right here

Everything you need is right here, yeah

Everything you dreamed of is right here

I'm right here

I'm right here

Ay, let's get it thought

Wale

Baba 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 with Sharpie talk, this indelible chatter

My true love is my daughter, this shorty's way after

Like, way back there, not even same chapter

And I ain't Catholic, I hail Mary then blaze after

I'm a lion they chasin', I think I'm Barry Sanders

But I'm very confident with no block I still carry better

Carry Hassadity, bitches, I don't carry brothers

I carry **** with no morals, so carry weapons

Go ask the industry who got intricate interviews

Put my phone off of evenin', 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

Open hunnid thousand, was advocatin' for that performance

That was Ronson, shoutout to Rawson

Lenny Santiago, Rich Kleiman, and Mr. Carter

A combination of mental issues, liquor and ganja

What a gift with these lyrics you hear Mr. Folarin

(Everything you want is right here, yeah)

And I'm on if you want some

(Everything you need is right here, yeah)

E'rywhere, ****, OnStar, ya

Everything you dreamed of is right here, yeah, yeah

I'm right here, yeah

Fuck one, look

Goodbye, yeah, for now, yeah

I'm found but I lost too

'Cause time is never right when you lost in nostalgia

Goodbye, yeah, for now, yeah

I'm found but I lost too

'Cause time is never right when you lost in nostalgia

So here's the thing, okay?

See, yeah, got my city with this hip-hop

I'm truly infamous, you just did it to get clout

Boy, you had me now with your little spot

I shine different, my right wrist never tick-tock

Sprint, spread love or, ****, kick rocks

I swear for God, I'ma buy a lot of them thick socks

Y'all lungin', applyin' 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 **** that never been outta there

I really was out here, my shit was in madness

My shit was at all days on hopin' with nausea

I'm local, I'm godsend, 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 motherfuckin' week

Everything you want is right here

Everything you need is right here, yeah

Everything you dreamed of is right here, yeah, yeah

I'm right here, yeah