I don't know nobody Who thinks that they're somebody Who smiles at everybody You gotta lose you just a little Lose your cool just a little I won't judge you a little Not even a little bit I know you're fuckin' sick of it

Ain't no hell but a burning hell Burning hell burning hell No hell but a burning hell Burning hell When I die where I go Ain't nobody knows Hey Hey everybody talk about it, burning hell burning hell When I die, Where I go Ain't nobody know

For my lover for my lover Two weeks in a Virginia jail Twenty thousand dollar bail For my lover for my lover And everybody thinks That I'm the fool But they don't get Any love from you The things we won't do for love

Everybody wanna ride candy Everybody wanna ride candy paint Everybody just comparing Everybody tryna sell drugs Everybody think they the plug Everybody wanna ride Forgies now Ain't nobody tryna ride dubs Candy, candy, candy Spent 20 grand on my engine

Everybody's talking about heaven like they just can't wait to go Saying how it's gonna be so good, so beautiful Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain't convinced 'Cause, I don't know how, I don't know how heaven, heaven Could be better than this

Even if they hit me on sight Everybody have a good night We gon' make it to the daylight Everything gon' be alright The sun will keep on shining (I'mma keep on shining) The sun gon' keep on shining Give love to the most high God Everything gon be alright

Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be You should hear how they talk about me Everybody runnin' they mouth I hear n****z runnin' they mouth I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimy n**** Think he shot my brother I'ma find that n**** We don't see his

Copycat, copycat, copycat Copy everyone else Copy copy copy copy yourself Copy copy copy everyone else They had an accident and they never noticed anyway A lack of originality couldn't focus on the day So much for the radio everybody sounds the same

Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on And now they wanna get it in on the balcony Getcha roll on, getcha roll on I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? Just make sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes on 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a

Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it uh Look at all these old school Chevy's Twenty four's so you know we roll heavy uh They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Them boys will put you down