Everybody wants some Is there enough to go around? Are there losers and winners? Are some of us meant to fall down? They done got our hopes up, likewe could get it somehow But i'm not really certain that that's how the planet go round Yeah I been here before, down on my four's Down on the floor, then of course I go and drown in my thoughts Counting my flaws, like how I never floss Or like how I take eternity to package a song, I'm- Striving daily and tryna achieve a dream But lately it's like I'm waiting in line at the DMV 'Cause shit is taking a long time Or am I looking at the wrong signs? Because Everybody wants some Is there enough to go around? Are there losers and winners? Are some of us meant to fall down? They done got our hopes up, likewe could get it somehow But I'm not really certain that that's how the planet go round Dirty dishes sitting in the kitchen sink as I sit and think Bout how I'd do shit differently, if I had different things Like a father figure teaching me the art of being smarter with my money, make it longer like a limousine Not to say I wasn't blessed in other ways I'm just worried that I might be tryna punch above my weight When the odds are stacked against you And the world somehow convinced you that the other side of pain is where your happiness awaits Da-da-da-da-di-dum Da-da-da-da-da-dada Da-da-da-da-di-dum Da-da-da-da-da-dada Everybody wants some Is there enough to go around? Are there losers and winners? Are some of us meant to fall down? They done got our hopes up, likewe could get it somehow But I'm not really certain that that's how the planet go round Da-da-da-da-di-dum Da-da-da-da-da-dada Da-da-da-da-di-dum Da-da-da-da-da-dada (Da-da-da-da-di-dum) But I'm not really certain that that's how the planet go round