Lyrics Can't Have Everything - J90

Yeah

Ah man, fresh up out the sand
February 10, it's the boy, but I'm still the man
Come and get your mans
I don't know, first you caught the hands then you took the stand
It's a joke, but you say you real
I don't understand
On a yacht, me and all the dogs actin' like some dogs
We evolved, used to think vacation meant Niagara Falls
Swear to God, shout to Buffalo
Never duckin' low
I don't stop, man I'm stuck on go
Always hug the row, fuck a opp
Make his body roll, yeah a lot of those
Started out doing college shows, Calipari flow
Then I popped like you never seen
We with everything
I went off in the '16, give me '17

Want a lot, can't have everything
Can't have everything
Want a lot, can't have everything
But I want everything

Bad attitude, tellin' who to calm down?
Tryna cool it all down
Who's callin' my name? Who's involved now?
Tell me who I gotta down
I'll do a song now,
Man even though there's way less to prove to y'all now
Man, everything that went around is comin' back around
Y'all better hit the ground, god damn
Be forever unfinished
Yeah, it's all open ended
Had me all for a minute
Had you all since beginning
Damn, I must be coaching 'cause I'm not playin' with them
Can you not see the difference?
I mean, I keep the fuckin' lights on in the building
Man, my record deal should be five-hundred million, god damn

Can't have everything
Can't have everything
Want a lot, can't have everything
But I want everything

Finally got my mind in a free state
Niggas tried to serve me up a cheese steak
I gave 'em back a clean plate
Same niggas preein', 'cause they hate to see the team straight
Same niggas beakin' always duckin' my release date
That's when the phone starts ringin', like, "Are we straight?"
Two-faced nigga back around with the three face, damn
Ol' triple double, Russ face
Watch with the bust face
Never met the plug, but I rap about the plug face
Never met myself, I don't remember who I was face
Y'all fuckin' hilarious
Y'all really think y'all niggas teamin' up and scarin' us
Y'all niggas is arrogant
Y'all sleep at the Sheraton
All that shit embarrassing
Tell your big homie I'm all for going there again
He ain't even die and I ball with his inheritance
All that's in my account at the Bank Of America
All that Drake hysteria
6 side, east side, all that for my area