Yelawolf a lansat videoclipul piesei “Everything”. Bucata face parte de pe albumul “War Story”. Clip facut de Patrick Tohill, produs de WLPWR.
LYRICS
I hear people, from time to time, tell me that I’m underrated or under-appreciated,
And, to a certain extent, that’s flattery and endearing.
But I also use it as a source of inspiration to keep impressing y’all.
Woke up this morning, looking at some beauty so sexy,
I had to kiss the sky like Jimi Hendrix right after she necked me.
This shit is dope, talking coke, not Pepsi.
Went from a trailer to a savior, this shit is perplexing.
Gulp, gulp, drink it up, señorita.
And f*ck if you’re hating, you blood-sucking mosquitoes.
My propped feet up, inside this black Bentley truck,
I’m sitting back, locced out, won’t lift my seat up.
Keep a gunner close with the heater,
Get caught with the red rider, ain’t talking BB, ‘cuz.
I’m institutionalized but from the outside,
Ain’t scared of nothing but God, so f*ck your outcries.
Don’t be the idiot pulling a stick on green eyes,
You start a f*cking war, boy, if I die.
‘Cause baby, I love with passion,
Take care of my people, go ask my people, go ask ’em.
I just don’t bring the fish ’cause that won’t outlast ’em,
I teach ’em how to fish and now they out castin’,
Eating, and it’s hunting season.
And I’m about to land a hit, man, I got this funky feeling.
I don’t need your credibility, dawg, my credit card’s leaking,
And I might drop another hundred bands this next weekend, ’cause I got everything.
I got everything (check it out),
I got everything.
Oohwee, everything,
Yeah, yeah, everything,
Ahh man, everything, (mmm)
Take off the brakes, I’m raising hell to live in heaven’s dreams.
Put on that Rock and roll wedding ring.
Now I got everything,
Yeah, yeah, everything,
Check it out,
You must be joking with that Rolls Royce truck,
My box Chevy says I don’t give a f*ck, don’t it,
Steering wheel, no components,
’79 original, I live in the moment.
Got a whiskey company, hold on, give me a moment,
Hold up, give me a moment.
F*ck, goddamn I got that too,
She’s playing peekaboo in the menu, want wagyu boo ?
Some caviar with your PBR, deja vu,
Last time I took a b*tch to bed, she got my name tattooed.
F*ck,
Y’all shit out of luck, the game is fly paper,
And I’m so fly that I’m stuck,
You’re stuck with me,
So f*ck with me or suck on me,
Lord’s a gift of course it is,
Gift to you luxury,
A heartbreaker party starter hardly labor not a job,
When you love it , you don’t love it b*tch ? Then I’ll see you later Prin-cess.
These rappers so senseless,
Blew your load on some hoes, now you got no cents left,
Clean up your act my floors have been swept,
And I stay stage ready pimp Yeah, why?
‘Cause I got everything,
I got everything (uhh),
Take off the brakes, I’m raising hell to live in heaven’s dream.
Put on that rock and roll wedding ring,
‘Cause I got everything,
Yeah, man, I got everything (all I need),
Take off the brakes, I’m raising hell to live in heaven’s dream,
I put on that Rock and roll wedding ring,
I got everything (uhh),
Still, I want everything (uhh),
Still, I want everything.
(Everything)
(Everything)
