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gat$ - everything on tv lyrics

[intro:]

tv sounds
yeah

[verse 1]
yo i’m rapping till i’m blue in the face keep it a hundred
these racketeering rappers better quit they f-cking fronting
cause i had alcohol for dinner with nothing to chase to hunger
so i eat compet-tion like they eat their words you n-ggas up for discussion
come back kid like daniel bryan with a f-cking concussion
quit ya fussing, man of city here to sire up like robatussin
bussing at the yams, i been stunting on the ‘gram
n-ggas used to be my fam but now i’m just apart of they plan
they’ve been scheming on me so i ride slow thru the city
so petty to give my enemies a chance, i swear it’s a f-cking pity
cigar city committee, i’m the drop city savior
on my best behavior, ask your b-tch, “tell me what’s your flavor”
see these hoes they choosing but i got that king midas touch
hit the jeweler booming tell him double up cause motherf-cka’

[hook]
i need gold on my mothaf-cking wrist
i need gold on my mothaf-cking neck
i need gold round my mothaf-cking waist
i need gold in my mothaf-cking belt
tell me what you know about that, see i need it on
everything, everything, everything, i need it on
everything, everything, everything x2

[verse 2]
tell me what the love mean to you
when the money ain’t coming and the props ain’t due
i’ve had many monologues with god
but for 26 years i haven’t seen any voicemails go thru
and i haven’t seen my momma in weeks
skeletons in my closet make my apartment wreak
let my souls drop when hen drop the beat
like two shots of hen i knock out the week
sorry pastor pastor, i ain’t live up to my potential
i gave em’ h-ll since i found heaven at the end of a pencil
these n-ggas took after my life like a novice with a stencil
i might ride by they residential and rearrange they whole mental
i’m so high last time i thought about jumping i thought about my reign
if i dove off the the throne would they see how the crown crowded my brain
too much power can drive a man insane
they wanna x out my calendars no holiday in the pane
just pain in my viewpoint no window, loss too easy to attain
so before i die imma make everyone remember my name

[hook]

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