Wale - Right Here lyrics

[Intro: Eric Bellinger & Wale] Everything you want is right here (right here) Everything you need is right here, yeahhh Everything you dreamed of is right here I'm right here I'm right here Hey, let's get it though Wale [Verse 1: Wale] [?] for Lauryn, we'll half the press and double the talent What's a poets to rapper, it's a shark, don't scallop I'm the sharpest for sharpie talk, this indelible chatter Much [?] you love is my daughter, my shorty's way after Like way back there, not even same chapter And I ain't Catholic, I'll [?] then blaze after I'm a lion they chasin', I think I'm Barry Sanders But I'm very confident with the block I still carry better Care to ask the daily b**hes, I don't carry barettas [?] I carry n***as with no morals, so carry weapons Go ask the industry who got intricate interviews Put my phone off [?] even I bet that Billboard be real confused This is real influence boy, I'm the real boss When they was in they cap and gown, I was in The Source When they was graduatin', I was out in [?] Openin' hunnid thousand was advocatin' [?] performin' That was raw, son, shout out to Rawson [?] Lenny Santiago, Rich [?], and Mr. Carter A combination of mental issues, liquor, and ganja With a gift with these lyrics you hear Mr. [?] [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Wale] Everything you want is right here (right here) And I'm on if you want some Everything you need is right here, yeahhh Everywhere you need is an OnStar Everything you dreamed of is right here I'm right here [Bridge: Wale] f** [?] Look, goodbye, yeah For now, yeah, I'm found but I'm lost too 'Cause time is never right when you lost in your nostalgia Goodbye, yeah, for now, yeah, I'm found but I'm lost too 'Cause time is never right when you lost in nostalgia And your nostalgia So here's the thing, right Okay, yeah, see [Verse 2: Wale] Got my city with this hip-hop I'm truly infamous, you just did it to get clout Boy, you headin' out wit' yo little spot I shine, dip, and my right wrist never tick-tock Sprint, spread love, or, n***a, kick rocks I swear fo' God, I'mma buy a lot of them dick socks Y'all [?], apply pressure, they start duckin' you I am Debo, when I be leavin' they finna talk again I'm black and I'm proud of it, The District Columbia Been dissed by a dozen n***as it never been [?] I really was out yet, my sh** was in madness My sh** was at all days on hope and with nausea I'm local, I'm gossip I'm global, you [?] Too much on these blogs hoggin' your mama good wifi Ain't no bullsh**, at least I'm ready to fight at least you gon' be there [Chorus: Eric Bellinger] Everything you want is right here (right here) Everything you need is right here, yeahhh Everything you dreamed of is right here I'm right here