Chance The Rapper - Everybody's Something (feat. Saba & BJ The Chicago Kid) Lyrics
[Verse 1]What's good good?And What's good evil?And What's good gangstas?And What's good people?And Why God's phone die every time I call on him?If his son had a Twitter wonder if I would follow himSwallowing synonyms like cinnamon, CinnabonKeep all them sentiments down to a minimumStudious Gluteus Maxim models is sending himPics of they genitalia tallied up ten of emI slurped too many pain-kills, downing 'em off a lotI got a lot of off days but it ain't often that I'm off the clockYa know I mean?I got the Chicago BluesWe invented rock before the stones got throughWe just aiming back because the cops shot youBuck Buck, Bang Bang, yelling "***** Fox News!"Booyaka buckle up, motha***** ops tooAin't no knuckling up em young cause it just not cool[Bridge]Nice to see you father New YearMiddle Finger Uncle SamuelShooting death with weighted diceAnd hitting stains on birthday candlesI know somebody, Somebody loves my assCause they helped me beat my demons' ass[Hook 3x]Everybody's somebody's everythingI know you're rightNobody's nothingThat's right[Verse 2:]Right? IGHI used to tell hoes I was dark light or off whiteBut I'd fight if a nigga said that I talk whiteAnd both my parents was blackBut they saw it fit that I talk rightWith my drawers hid butMy hard head stayed in the clouds like a lost kiteBut gravity had me up in a submission holdLike I'm dancing with the Devil with two left feet and I'm pigeon toedIn two small point ballet shoes with a missing soleAnd two missing toesBut it's love like Cupid kissing a mistletoe[Bridge][Verse 3: Saba]Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is overThe type to love from a distance not the type that told herSpent three days on the rap, trash it and type it overWith babies on the block under arms like fighting odorsCoppers and quotasHold ya head like 2Pac had taughtObviously they are on a come upWith better chances tobogganing in the *****ing summerConcoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good onesAll odds against we tryna get luckyDoper than NuckyYou're ending happy that's only a tuggyLike Satan masturbating shit come hotBut y'all still love me ughHow father time a deadbeatMaybe I'm adoptedThat'll explain why all of my shit been so timeless IGH[Hook 3x]Everybody's somebody's everythingI know you're rightNobody's nothingThat's right
