Lyrics of 'Everything' by Locksmith

When I was that skinny nigga call me here, helping with my father eyes
Otherwise I was small inside, dreaming in the falling skies
Polluted pictures to pick the victims of all places
And dine all they often try, a couple says for all them lies
I was stay inside playing hard with my nieces
Racist little brother discover his own faces
Recently got a foot inside of …with all I took
More then all the world but I found my self and get of the hook
This it’s not a fucking album
This is about products of slighting projects and five years with nigga doubt me
This it’s my opening open, hopes, I wait for the one ‘til the hope that some one could go, but it’s just a solidest
And I’m something at this charging wile I’m on it
Try to see thinks clear in that mirror but was my upon
Pissed a nigga heart, watching as a flattest
Try to wash clean inside they got it
I know, fuck you nigga stop and stare
This ‘aint what they talk and swear
Smoking just that paper, see that paper ‘aint no stopping because
Money do me every thing, me I just want every thing
This is for my rides and they feel it
Let me know, fuck ya nigga stuck and squere
This ‘aint what they doggy’s want
This ‘aint what they talk and swear
Smoking just that paper, see that paper ‘aint no stopping because
Money do me every thing, me I just want every thing
This is for my rides and they feel it
Let me know,
And they say a lot you got to make some party shit
Right about money and hores and all that garden shit
You going there with nigga’s hands you never get it
But excuse me forgiving my people too much credit
Credit me for my own mistakes, no escape for the sure how’s comings
People pass a judgment like a court or something
Something got to give us in …and they say that money don’t mean every thing
But for sure it fucks helps, help your self and just be brave for love
Every thing that you say you love, every thing that I went through I was meant to
And I say it ‘cause, life can be misleader and you can even make you slay above
What do you think there the reason that makes us fine and stay …
And it’s no use if you’re running for your self, player
Part of jury and hores that ‘aint gonna help, player
Say what you want it, your heart flattest
You kill for try to climb upon that gutter, I know,
Fuck ya nigga
This ‘aint what they talk and swear
Smoking just that paper, see that paper ‘aint no stopping because
Money do me every thing, me I just want every thing
This is for my rides and they feel it
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,
Let me know,