On Everything - Lady Storm, Mark Battles

Trapped and I got to free 'em, packin' these coliseums

Thoroughly murkin' shit, leave your beat in a mausoleum

Pocket the profit, poppin', we shoppin' with our per diem

Look how we got it, this shit ain’t never stoppin'

And that’s on everything

Hit the jeweler, I need Vasi Gang on every chain

I’m feeling special, 12 and Fresco blowin' Mary Jane

And I’m just gettin' started that’s the scary thing (hol' up)

If you comin' to my city then you gotta check in

I want you, you, you, you and your best friend

I won’t lie she blew my beast but this ain’t X-Men

Set trends, Net10, soon as my set ends

And that’s on everything

Yeah, that’s on everything

Bitch, that’s on everything

I ain’t ever had no love for a scary lame

I’m really about to run it up and they gon' swear he changed

A nigga flyer than a bird, I got that Larry range

My niggas drinkin' every night, they tryna bury pain

We chasin' green and throwin' threes, I feel like Danny Ainge

(huh, yeah that’s on everything)

A bunch of Vasis with me, I don’t come alone

Friends let me down like pedophiles 'cause they rubbed me wrong

I cut them niggas off then cut another song

Tell them haters run along, body shit, I’m comin' strong

Think it’s time to show something, I was just a cold youngin'

Everyday strugglin' like Joe Budden

Really had no time for academics, was grindin' I had to get it

Block doin' steady numbers, I’m thinkin' our math was different

What’s the bidness?

Can’t hang with my gang, this ain’t a game, this a scrimmage

There something about God, he love my squad, he made us different

Hit with slick distractions but got past it with consistance

Gotta stay persistent

Bought myself a tour bus and I filled that bitch with hoes

Opened up a bank account and filled that bitch with 0s

Weak ass label contracts I filled that bitch with no’s

Yelling 3's up like FIFA, all my niggas chasin' goals

That’s on everything

Yeah, that’s on everything

3's up