The Man Who Has Everything

What to get the man who has everything?

Tryin' to fit myself into a schedule and a wedding ring

Tryin' to eat everything

I was raised, "It come across my plate, then I better swing"

Tryin' to turn confederate flags into confetti strings

I'm tryin' to back up my baby mama like Kevin Federline

Heard they got some nice-ass houses out there in Beverly

Never leave where I came from

I just need me some stockings

And the chimney they could hang from

Photos so my kids can find out where they got they names from

Christmas cards so gorgeous, other families wanna frame one

Real talk, I need a front yard, a back yard

A side yard, a side yard, inside bar, a dry bar

Nine cars and a garage

And it's on hella acres

I'm tired of people visitin', takin' the elevator

Well, we'll keep the elevator

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

Don't gifts get re-wrapped?

That shit could get sticky like tree sap

I gave you free raps

That shit sound like free facts

Which is 'bout as common as free blacks

Stuck like freeze tag

From one of these 'random' police stops

Look like the treetops soon as the breeze stops

And once the debris drops

The street's four hundred degrees hot

Please, man, we need some freeze pops

What in the world for the man who has everything?

Man, West Chatham Park could use some better swings

Used to be disheveled, I went and shoveled everything

Tell Santa to show up to doors he never ring

He never ring

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

That's all I ask

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

That baby is a genius

Don't teach him 'bout Santa till you teach him 'bout Jesus

Don't take him out the snow to try to take him on beaches

I swear it's enough leisure in this world to get lost

What's the point of gainin' chicken if you lose all the sauce?

What's the point of gainin' chicken if it can't get across?

Lost the cold, hard cash

They said, "Damn, that boy soft"

Same **** lost they souls in a fuckin' coin toss

I guess I cleaned up

Santa don't miss no names, but I miss Fatimah

It's been a minute since I've seen her

Them the type of things I hate to bring up

Just like the prenup

That shit be see-through like John Cena, Aquafina

But like the Christmas tape, there's things that I gotta get clear

Like my papa ask the same question every year

"What to get for my boy who has everything?"

I said, "I'll take anything but everything", you know?

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)

(Love me forever)

(That's all I ask of you)