Max B - Everything lyrics

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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

Comin' 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, nuttin' ain't phase me, nuttin' 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

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

Wishin', one day I'll be a changed man, fuck it though

That'll fuck up my gameplan, main man

Fuck with a nigga hard, tellin' 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 workin' his magic, tragic

Tryna leave me in the wrong direct, me with no protection

Leavin' me infested, restless

Breakfast, them bitches cook for me every morning

I dick 'em and don't call 'em, ballin'

Spend a lil' paper, hit the mall and daddy, he clean

I'm never screamin' all-in

I'ma 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 comin' baby, you better look out, look out

Give me 30 years, throw the book out, picture that shit

Bigga goin' 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