Sideshow, Medhane - EVERYTHING lyrics
[Sideshow, Medhane - EVERYTHING lyrics]
Yehh ehhh ehhhmmm (yo yo yo yo)
Yueah yuh yuh yo (yo yo yo yo)
Yuh yuh uh (yo yo yo yo)
Had to wipe your tears with my sleeve, uh
Stack paper boy, it's clear what we need
Switch gears for the speed, dream
Made it over seas
Selling out the venue over sharing speech
Peak, one time for the team, one time for me
Get the them P's in the Peckham streets
Come from where they selling dreams
Never get to me
Rip the bandage off and let it bleed
Made a little, I want everything
I need everything i need everything
Yeah made a little, I want everything
Remember me, I want everything
I need everything niggas never get to me
Aye code names that the pay pal under
Fuck the judge and the jailhouse
My best friend under
Try to give him 25 but he kept it a 100
Most these little niggas front and
They try fake jumping
I just met the man with
The plan out in London
Turn a little bitch, we high
Into a whole lot of something
Scheming like a demon
Seeming I was on all the fucked shit
Got a 30 in these swishy pant
I own through the tussle
Might catch me on my fashion shit
So shirt with the ruffles
Used to stand outside all day
Had gas in the duffle
Now it's fettucine alfredo with
Ground up truffles
Yueah yuh yuh yo (yo yo yo yo)
Yuh yuh uh (yo yo yo yo)
Had to wipe your tears with my sleeve, uh
Stack paper boy, it's clear what we need
Switch gears for the speed, dream
Made it over seas
Selling out the venue over sharing speech
Peak, one time for the team, one time for me
Get the them P's in the Peckham streets
Come from where they selling dreams
Never get to me
Rip the bandage off and let it bleed
Made a little, I want everything
I need everything i need everything
Yeah made a little, I want everything
Remember me, I want everything
I need everything niggas never get to me
Aye code names that the pay pal under
Fuck the judge and the jailhouse
My best friend under
Try to give him 25 but he kept it a 100
Most these little niggas front and
They try fake jumping
I just met the man with
The plan out in London
Turn a little bitch, we high
Into a whole lot of something
Scheming like a demon
Seeming I was on all the fucked shit
Got a 30 in these swishy pant
I own through the tussle
Might catch me on my fashion shit
So shirt with the ruffles
Used to stand outside all day
Had gas in the duffle
Now it's fettucine alfredo with
Ground up truffles