Everyone Happy (feat. Xavier)

Who the fuck told you that young nigga Jizzle wasn't hard on this beat for real? Who the fuck told you my young nigga X won't go hard on this beat for real? Steady reflecting on how I'm still juggling two hats One hand I'm leading the new generation a father figure bringing my niggas back Then on the other I'm tryna make millions and make hella hits like I'm swinging two bats Financial freedom to set up my family my niggas was broke but won't ever go back Anxiety keeps my head on a swivel I keep me a rello I gotta relax Cuz let niggas tell it you only a real one if you out here scamming, rapping, or you trap I still got shit on my mind Shit on my mind that subconsciously holding me back I still got tears in my eyes Tears in my eyes cuz I saw that some Idols was wack Just when I thought that I lost my way I told all my niggas I'm here to stay Applying pressure in two different way cuz like I told you bitch I'm here to stay ayeee Blowin these clouds I'm in love with the gases Tryna stay G but appealing these masses Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Foot in these streets and I'm leading these classes Soft for my boo but these streets make you savage Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Blowin these clouds I'm in love with the gases Tryna stay G but appealing these masses Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Foot in these streets and I'm leading these classes Soft for my boo but these streets make you savage Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Who the fuck told you that young nigga XO go hard on the beat for real Who the fuck told you my big homie Jizzle go hard on the beat for real I'm tryna relax but Im not tryna relapse I got shit hurting my back Tryna pull up all the racks and get through all the cracks. Typical Rap Still tryna prove myself to all my niggas for real. Yea Tryna be chill, tryna get the crib and the deal Steady got lovers in my ear, haters in my ear, which one do I hear? I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make I'm somewhere in between do I leave the check or let em finish up they dinner plate Cuz I been waitin on the table too long next time Imma up the rate In my heads like outer space, hoping the rats leave the wonderland Hoping my back strong enough to stand Need to relax boy I understand, I understand Blowin these clouds I'm in love with the gases Tryna stay G but appealing these masses Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Foot in these streets and I'm leading these classes Soft for my boo but these streets make you savage Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Blowin these clouds I'm in love with the gases Tryna stay G but appealing these masses Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy Foot in these streets and I'm leading these classes Soft for my boo but these streets make you savage Swear it's so hard to make everyone happy I swear it's so hard to make everyone happy