Everybody’s Something Lyrics
Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit
Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick
(On the mic like it's a dick)
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit (The shit)
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep
Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit
Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
What's good good? And what's good evil?
And what's good, gangstas? And what's good, people?
And why God phone die every time that I call on Him?
If his son had a Twitter, wonder if I would follow Him
Swallow them synonyms like cinnamon Cinnabon
Keep all them sentiments down to a minimum
Studious Gluteus Maxim models is sending him
Pics of they genitalia, tallied up ten of 'em
I slurped too many pain-kills down, I'm off a lot
I got a lot of off days, but it ain't often that I'm off the clock
You know what I mean, I got the Chicago Blues
We invented rock before the Stones got through
We just aiming back 'cause the cops shot you
Buck buck, bang bang, yelling "Fuck Fox News"
Booyaka buckle up, motherfuck opps too
Ain't no knuckling up 'em young 'cause it just not cool
Nice to see you, Father New Year
Middle finger Uncle Samuel
Shooting death with weighted dice
And hitting stains on birthday candles
I know somebody, somebody loves my ass
'Cause they help me beat my demon's ass
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper & BJ the Chicago Kid]
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Everybody's somebody's everything
That's right
Nobody's nothing, nobody's nothing (Right? Igh)
I know you're right
[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
I used to tell hoes I was dark light or off-white
But I'd fight if a nigga said that I talk white
And both my parents was black
But they saw it fit that I talk right
With my drawers hid but my hard head stayed in the clouds like a lost kite
But gravity had me up in a submission hold
Like I'm dancing with the Devil with two left feet and I'm pigeon-toed
In two small point ballet shoes with a missing sole
And two missing toes
But it's love like Cupid kissing a mistletoe
Nice to see you, Father New Year
Middle finger Uncle Samuel
Shooting death with weighted dice
And hitting stains on birthday candles
I know somebody, somebody loves my ass
'Cause they help me beat my demon's ass
[Verse 3: Saba]
Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is over
The type to love from a distance, not the type that told her
Spent three days on the rap, trash it and type it over
With babies on the block underarms like fighting odors
Coppers and quotas, hold ya head like 2Pac had taught
Obviously, they are on a come up
With better chances tobogganing in the fucking summer
Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good ones
All odds against us, we tryna get lucky, doper than Lucky
You're ending happy, that's only a tugging
Like Satan masturbating, shit come hot, but y'all still love me
Ugh, how Father Time a deadbeat? Maybe I'm adopted
That'll explain why all of my shit been so timeless, igh
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper & BJ the Chicago Kid]
Everybody's somebody's everything, nigga
Nobody's nothing, nigga
Everybody's somebody's everything, nigga
Nobody's nothing at all
Wu-Tang
Everybody's somebody's everything
That's right
Nobody's nothing
I know you're right
About
A fan-favorite since the beginning, “Everybody’s Something” finds Chance talking about various subjects surrounding his life at the time, but the song’s core is a message of self-worth, about how every single person means the world to someone else, even if they don’t know it.
The song features fellow Chicagoan rapper Saba, who in an interview with Heart Of The City said that he re-wrote his verse “like three or four times before sending it to Chance”.
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In an interview with Complex, Chance talks in depth about the song, saying that the concept came to him in a conversation he was having with Vic Mensa after his gums started bleeding while he was tripping off acid in a recording session. He also said that it’s his favorite song off of the tape.
In an interview with Heart Of The City, Saba explained that before he was going to do a show at Lincoln Hall, people started asking him if they could give Chance his number since he wanted to reach out and collaborate with him:
In another interview on Highsnobiety, Saba said:
I met Chance, I was probably 16, maybe 17, one of my friends introduced me to him. I met him probably three or four times before he even remembered me. Like, every time I would meet Chance he would say, “Yo, what’s up, I’m Chance. Yo, what’s up, I’m Chance.” I don’t take it personally. I didn’t know the guy so it was fine. Our first real interaction was him asking me to be on Acid Rap, which only happened after he heard some work I did with a producer who he was working with at the time, DJ Such N Such. He was like, ‘Oh shit! You’re Saba?’ And I was like, ‘Yes. For the one millionth time.’
Chance has always been one of those people who, regardless of where he is, is in tune with what’s going on in the city. I think he knew about all of the work we were doing locally and that’s really what ended up having him asking me to be on Acid Rap in the first place. Nobody really knew who I was when I was on it aside from people in the city, so I think that’s really all that was. But it’s definitely cool to have that under the belt, you know?
No, the pair has linked up on numerous occasions.
“Everybody’s Something” serves as the first collab between the two.
Next collab between the two would also end up on Chance’s mixtape. This time the song “Angels” from Coloring Book
Jump ahead to 2016, and we find the 3rd collab between the pair. This time it’s Chance helping Saba out on his debut studio album Bucket List Project on the song “MOST”
The 4th collab between the two would end up on Saba’s second studio album CARE FOR ME on the song “LOGOUT”
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