Max B - Everything Lyrics
Chorus:I gave you everything(I said I gave you everything)Somehow it just wasn't enough(It just wasn't enough)Why don't you trust me(Why don't you trust me)Light the sour up and give me a buzzVerse 1:Hey baby, somehow you seem addicted to my style in jailI always was the first to trialAlways was a versatile, talented, handsome individualComin' up, so look at me, it's pitifulPity me, never that, nigga keep ya head for a later dayJust bow ya head and say a prayerSpeak to Jesus please till he answer, I never been a dancer*****ed chicks, Geminis, Cancers, got the answerGot the recipe, they tryna take the little what was left of meFolded my destiny, hysterectomyBaby love, you's a seamstress, daddy coming homeReally baby, I mean thisSeen shit, nuttin' ain't phase me, nuttin' ain't graze meYou *****ers supposed to pay meGimme my paper, niggaz is overdue with residualsBaby my work is visualHere we goChorus:I gave you everything(I said I gave you everything)Somehow it just wasn't enough(It just wasn't enough)Why don't you trust me(Why don't you trust me)Light the sour up and give me a buzzYou see it, the way I came and took over the gameIt was rare, you ain't see 'em like me in yearsKeep me in the clear from the bullshit, full clipKeep 'em on the curb, you might've seen him in the burbsBeverly boutiques, mami she got cute feet (Oww)At night I pop her coochyI don't waste time, I'm so cold with the *****esGive 'em the dick in many different positionsWishin', one day I'll be a changed man, ***** it thoughThat'll ***** up my gameplan, main man***** with a nigga hard, tellin' me "Bigga do it right"I'll make it the night of your lifeTake ya out at nights in the beamer, cleanerGet it detailed, 90 thou was the retailPeach Street, mean tail, if only Bigga beat bail, eeh, wellScarlett, roll up a mean L, pleaseChorus:I gave you everything(I said I gave you everything)Somehow it just wasn't enough(It just wasn't enough)Why don't you trust me(Why don't you trust me)Light the sour up and give me a buzzVerse 3:We good, this shit here is a classicAlmost gone, the devil workin' his magic, tragicTryna leave me in the wrong direct, me with no protectionLeavin' me infested, restlessBreakfast, them *****es cook for me every morningI dick 'em and don't call 'em, ballin'Spend a lil' paper, hit the mall and daddy, he cleanI'm never screamin' all-inI'ma call him and let him know where to meet meBigga he cruel, you's a bottle of FijiUp north, your nickname was Cici, that was real gayQuarantine dropped, had a field dayHad a chill day, there was a cook-outOFO, Gain Greene comin' baby, you better look out, look outGive me 30 years, throw the book out, picture that shitBigga goin' out like a *****, nawChorus:I gave you everything(I said I gave you everything)Somehow it just wasn't enough(It just wasn't enough)Why don't you trust me(Why don't you trust me)Light the sour up and give me a buzz
