On Everything - Tanti

I could sing a new song Never sing a blue song Everything Depends on you I could end my dreaming Lonely nights of scheming Everything depends on you Mountains may be high Oceans may be wide But I'll reach the sky with you by my side I could end my stories In a blaze of Glory Everything depends on you Mountains may be high Oceans may be wide But I'll reach the sky with you by my side I could end my stories In a blaze of Glory Everything deends on you Everything depnds baby Depends on you

Don't try to make yourself remember, darling Don't look for me, I'm just a story you've been told So let's pretend a little longer 'Cause when we're gone Everything goes on Well, you were staring at the window And I said, "I wanna take you to the sea" And when I'm better, we'll do everything I gotta stop making promises I can't keep But if I was gone tomorrow, won't the waves crash on? Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun? Someday I'll be overcast, but you won't have to cry 'Cause we'll do the grieving while I'm by your side I said Don't try to make yourself remember, darling Don't look for me, I'm just a story you've been told So let's pretend a little longer 'Cause when we're gone Everything goes on And I'm so scared of getting used to this All the vines that keep you tethered in your room Someday both of us are leaving here But for now, I'll just bring to the sea to you, ooh When you meet me in the daylight like we did before Then I felt you on my shoulder, and you weren't suffering anymore You said, "I'm sorry that you worry, but don't apologize" I told you to forget me, but you stayed by my side When I said Don't try to make yourself remember, darling Don't look for me, I'm just a story you've been told So let's pretend a little longer And when we're gone, ah Everything goes on

I'ma put this on everything Mmm You gotta be fuckin' Madonna or somethin' You proud of me? I'm rockin' Prada this summer Hidin' dope in my dreads Crackers in my left lane, but I'm stayin' ahead Even in the next life, I'm takin' this bread I'ma be duckin' the fed time Yeah, when everybody left me, I still had my dreads I'd never cut 'em, but if I ever do, I'ma put 'em in a bag She a thrill head and a pill head Corona season, I finally could walk around with a mask Ain't smokin' no weed, ain't drinkin' no lean I'm payin' attention to the bag Ain't poppin' no Percs, I'm stayin' alert This money been comin' in fast Got my heart in a cast, yeah She dressin' up in her dress, she say for the sake of our love I'ma rose gold all your diamonds and accessories too I know I'm an ugly-ass lil' nigga, but I look better with you We puttin' SG on everything for whatever we do I keep a maid in some lingerie, got a see-through roof I know Lamar gon' win the Super Bowl, first bust to the Chiefs Every time Lil Kodak in Detroit, I got the buffs on fleek I'm keepin' Chelise and Chanel, I don't even care if she sleep Bulgari diamonds in my hair, she like it more when it's neat When you been through everything like me Doin' nothin' seem that amazin' Like all the realest niggas been takin' dick up their anus Nowadays everybody wannabe gangsters Nowadays I've been controllin' my anger Keep boogers in the face like I'm still a lil' baby Hittin' donuts in the Wraith, just left the 'yo with Lil Baby Two babies on the way from two different ladies That I knew back then way before I was famous I was gettin' my dick sucked by Tierra and my mama told them I killed me a nigga by Kiera, but she already know I'm taxin' all my kids seven like I'm still sellin' dope My people say they proud of me 'cause they been seein' my growth I don't throw money, I left the playhouse throwin' racks out the door I don't throw money, I'm at the bank house throwing racks on the floor Our life in every forum, I told you I ain't playing Don't leave me, don't leave me, mami, let me know you're still praying Yeah, this time, I want everything, need more money, more diamonds This time, I want everything, I'ma guarantee that you smiling Don't leave me, don't leave me, me, me Yeah, hold on, let me explain, yeah I'ma put this on everything I'ma put... Them niggas know they ain't Sniper Gang, that's on everything I'ma kill a nigga 'bout a tennis chain, that's on everything A million interiors and that's on everything I just want everything