Lyrics

[Hook] Riding with my thug Everything love, everything love, everything love Married to the plug Everything love, everything love, everything love Money just because Everything love, everything love, everything love Gotta thank the man above, cause Everything love, everything love, everything love [Verse 1] Bimbo you too simple to get down with this here Forrest Gump shit, run my town up in here Be cool, cause we'll tear it down up in here Ye' ain't tribe nigga you can't come around up in here I'm a fool, I ain't fucking round up in here Too precise for defeat nigga, check my technique On the street, I'm known as that nigga with the verses My old lady even tribe, she don't wear designer purses What you thought, a nigga was a motherfucking dummy Rock destroyed Chucks and I act kind of slummy Blowing all the cheddar I ain't saving up the money On the cash like a bumblebee fly to the honey Get a clue, my nigga you don't even know the half She was 'posed to be my equal but ain't even know the math Get the picture, or nigga do you need a bigger graph Stole the concept, running through these tracks like a contest [Hook] Riding with my thug Everything love, everything love, everything love Married to the plug Everything love, everything love, everything love Money just because Everything love, everything love, everything love Gotta thank the man above, cause Everything love, everything love, everything love [Nino Brow and Gee Money] What happened, huh? Don't nobody know nothing? C'mon now everybody speak at once You mean to tell me out of all ya'll motherfuckers in here don't nobody know jack shit? Don't nobody know nothing? What up with this? Somebody gotta know something going on See what I'm saying? You fucked up big time. You're incapable of running this shit. If you was taken care of business... If I was what? If I was what? Say it again, what you say? That's what I thought you said, cause that's what I got right now- nothing! [Verse 2] Niggas be all in your face but they want your spot I'm eating lobster, meditating on the yacht Ain't the type to rap about some shit that I ain't got Niggas always gassing rappers, acting like they hot But let the truth be told, you really not What you think you is but that ain't my biz Niggas get offended then they get in they feelings If you ain't my tribe we can't have no dealings Building and destroying, tell me what you building Niggas is bitches, they killing over women Let me stop the track, so i can wipe my tears Tears that I shed for the ones no longer here Like Corey, Avery, Donkey, Rel, and Wheel Now I understand why Lil Shaq be popping pills Industry is fake but my life so real All my niggas getting killed that's why I'm riding with my steel