Everything
(专辑: Public Domain 6: Walking The Plank - 2009)
[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
buzz [Verse 1:] Hey baby, somehow you seem addicted to my style in jail I
always was the
first to trial Always was a
versatile, talented, handsome individual Coming up, so look at me, it's pitiful Pity me, never that, nigga keep ya head for a
later day Just bow ya head and say a
prayer Speak to Jesus please till he answer, I
never been a
dancer Fucked chicks, Geminis, Cancers, got the
answer Got the
recipe, they tryna take the
little what was left of me Folded my destiny, hysterectomy Baby love, you's a
seamstress, daddy coming home Really baby, I
mean this Seen shit, nutting ain't phase me, nutting ain't graze me You fuckers supposed to pay me Gimme my paper, niggaz is overdue with residuals Baby my work is visual Here we go [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
buzz [Verse 2:] You see it, the
way I
came and took over the
game It was rare, you ain't see 'em like me in years Keep me in the
clear from the
bullshit, full clip Keep 'em on the
curb, you might've seen him in the
burbs Beverly boutiques, mami she got cute feet (Oww) At night I
pop her coochy I
don't waste time, I'm so cold with the
bitches Give 'em the
dick in many different positions Wishing, one day I'll be a
changed man, fuck it though That'll fuck up my gameplan, main man Fuck with a
nigga hard, telling me "Bigga do it right" I'll make it the
night of your life Take ya out at nights in the
beamer, cleaner Get it detailed, 90 thou was the
retail Peach Street, mean tail, if only Bigga beat bail, eeh, well Scarlett, roll up a
mean L, please [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
buzz [Verse 3:] We good, this shit here is a
classic Almost gone, the
devil working his magic, tragic Tryna leave me in the
wrong direct, me with no protection Leaving me infested, restless Breakfast, them bitches cook for me every morning I
dick 'em and don't call 'em, balling Spend a
lil' paper, hit the
mall and daddy, he clean I'm never screaming all-in I'm a
call him and let him know where to meet me Bigga he cruel, you's a
bottle of Fiji Up north, your nickname was Cici, that was real gay Quarantine dropped, had a
field day Had a
chill day, there was a
cook-out OFO, Gain Greene coming baby, you better look out, look out Give me 30 years, throw the
book out, picture that shit Bigga going out like a
bitch, naw [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
buzz