Everybody

Everybody Yeah... Everybody wants something. Everybody needs something. But nobody wants to wait. Wake up, phone buzzin', another notification, Rent on the table, bank app interrogation, Coffee getting colder while I'm chasing motivation, Everybody got a dream, but nobody got patience. Late night, city lights, everybody moving, New shoes, new car, everybody proving, Post one picture, now the whole world is viewing, Behind that little smile, tell me what are you losing? Bills keep coming, numbers keep running, Paycheck disappears before the month starts humming, Mama said keep going when the road got ugly, Now I walk through the pressure like the pressure can't touch me. I don't need a mansion just to feel like I made it, I don't need a million likes to know that I created, If the whole room doubts me, I'm still gonna say it, I came from the bottom, now I'm building what I prayed for. Everybody talking, everybody watching, Everybody wants the top but nobody wants the climbing, Everybody chasing something they can put beside them, Real ones keep moving when the spotlight isn't shining. Everybody wants something, everybody wants more, New money, new problems, same old front door, Hands up, lights flash, let the whole room shake, If tomorrow wants a piece, tonight is ours to take. Everybody wants something, everybody wants a name, Everybody wants the fire but nobody wants the flame, We keep running, keep laughing through the pressure, Life don't come with instructions, so we make it better. Quick with the rhythm, I'm flipping the syllables, Cutting the minimum, giving them energy, Never been delicate, ready to elevate, Breaking the negative, turning it heavily. City is spinning, I'm living it vividly, Rhythmically hitting the pocket with accuracy, Money be moving, the numbers multiplying, Still I'm remembering the cost of reality. Tap-tap, swipe-swipe, screen bright, midnight, New text, blue check, who's next, too much hype, Big talk, quick walk, tick-tock, no time, Everybody wants a shortcut, I'm taking the long line. Backseat, bass shake, streetlights, rain drops, Headphones, train tracks, late shift, same thoughts, Big dreams, small room, one chair, one lamp, Now I'm turning every setback into fuel for the plan. I know people with a hundred thousand followers, Still feeling alone when the phone stops hollering, I know people with a little who would give you everything, And people with a lot who won't give you anything. Money can't measure every kind of treasure, Some people buy diamonds, some people buy pressure, Some people chase fame like fame lasts forever, Then wake up one morning and don't know themselves better. Everybody's selling something, dreams or opinions, Everybody's got a story with a million revisions, The truth gets louder when you stop the competition, And listen to yourself instead of everybody's vision. Every wrong turn taught another kind of lesson, Every closed door gave another connection, Every little failure put some steel in my reflection, Now I keep moving with a different direction. Everybody wants something, everybody wants more, New money, new problems, same old front door, Hands up, lights flash, let the whole room shake, If tomorrow wants a piece, tonight is ours to take. Everybody wants something, everybody wants a name, Everybody wants the fire but nobody wants the flame, We keep running, keep laughing through the pressure, Life don't come with instructions, so we make it better. Look at the numbers, the numbers are jumping, Running the route while the whole city is humming, Nothing was given, so nothing is promised, I turned every "never" into something accomplished. Quick calculation, imagination, determination, No hesitation, elevation, concentration, Pressure increasing, but I'm still maintaining, Heart full of rhythm and the whole room shaking. Click-click, flash-flash, everybody taking pictures, Big dreams, big schemes, everybody chasing bigger, But being rich ain't always about the figures, Sometimes having people with you matters more than digits. Phone down, eyes up, breathe in, move forward, Old doubts, new route, I don't need a scoreboard, If the road gets rough, I don't need a shortcut, Put another gear in and tell myself, "Move up." Everybody wants something, everybody wants more, New money, new problems, same old front door, Hands up, lights flash, let the whole room shake, If tomorrow wants a piece, tonight is ours to take. Everybody wants something, everybody wants a name, Everybody wants the fire but nobody wants the flame. Söz: Eksik Odalar Müzik: Beats ‪@eksikodalar‬ by Linia Stil: Modern UK Drill / Trap at 94 BPM, syllable-driven flow with rapid fast-flex sections and clear diction, powerful warm female pre-hook and hook with rhythmic melodic Video: Pixabay AI generator.