All My Life
All my life
All my life
All my life
All My Life
I wanted the drip
All My Life
I wanted to whip
All My Life
I wanted the Sauce
All My Life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life I wanted to sauce
All my life niggas talked down
But it really didn't move me
Now check my I.G or my snap
My life's a movie
Now I am that nigga
And these bitches they want two of me
I lost so many friends along the grind
Cause they on foolery
Not with it not sorry with it
But I'm not sorry with it
See yo bitch she kind of bad
So I kind of hit it
But still along these lines
I'm not sorry with it
And your bitch she did the gang
Like she was dying to get it
All My Life
I wanted the drip
All My Life
I wanted to whip
All My Life
I wanted the Sauce
All My Life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life I wanted to sauce
If you saw my last trap
You would see I snapped
I was bussing down bags
Just to afford to rap
Had the mice up in the ceiling
See now that's a trap
Now I'm high rise living
I don't need the strap
You pussys' looking mad
Like yall need a nap
You pussy looking hard
Like yall bout snap
But still along these lines
I'm not sorry with it
And your bitch she did the gang
Like she was dying to get it
All My Life
I wanted the drip
All My Life
I wanted to whip
All My Life
I wanted the Sauce
All My Life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life I wanted to sauce
Some believed but most didn't
This is my truth
Not ghost written
This is my life
Not Sorry
For run I've raced
Not sorry for the dreams I've chased
On God could have been dead
For all the things I've done and faced
But still I pray to God
That I ever go down... that I beat this case
Efforts to feed my dogs
Shield my soul
Protect my gang
Got to keep them safe
From the grind
Through the paper chase
I'm a get this bread
I'm a get this Rafe
Got to keep my Nikes laced
Streets so rough
I don't want to bust face
Or slip off pace
Glizzy on the side of my waste
Cause I promised my moms
I would get there safe
On God
I'm Raw
I'm Raw
I'm Raw
Not sorry with it
Not sorry with it
Not sorry with it
On Real Shit
On Real Shit
On Real Shit
I mean it
Raw
All my life
All my life
All My Life
I wanted the drip
All My Life
I wanted to whip
All My Life
I wanted the Sauce
All My Life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life I wanted to sauce
All my life niggas talked down
But it really didn't move me
Now check my I.G or my snap
My life's a movie
Now I am that nigga
And these bitches they want two of me
I lost so many friends along the grind
Cause they on foolery
Not with it not sorry with it
But I'm not sorry with it
See yo bitch she kind of bad
So I kind of hit it
But still along these lines
I'm not sorry with it
And your bitch she did the gang
Like she was dying to get it
All My Life
I wanted the drip
All My Life
I wanted to whip
All My Life
I wanted the Sauce
All My Life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life I wanted to sauce
If you saw my last trap
You would see I snapped
I was bussing down bags
Just to afford to rap
Had the mice up in the ceiling
See now that's a trap
Now I'm high rise living
I don't need the strap
You pussys' looking mad
Like yall need a nap
You pussy looking hard
Like yall bout snap
But still along these lines
I'm not sorry with it
And your bitch she did the gang
Like she was dying to get it
All My Life
I wanted the drip
All My Life
I wanted to whip
All My Life
I wanted the Sauce
All My Life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life
I wanted to Boss
All my life
All my life I wanted to sauce
Some believed but most didn't
This is my truth
Not ghost written
This is my life
Not Sorry
For run I've raced
Not sorry for the dreams I've chased
On God could have been dead
For all the things I've done and faced
But still I pray to God
That I ever go down... that I beat this case
Efforts to feed my dogs
Shield my soul
Protect my gang
Got to keep them safe
From the grind
Through the paper chase
I'm a get this bread
I'm a get this Rafe
Got to keep my Nikes laced
Streets so rough
I don't want to bust face
Or slip off pace
Glizzy on the side of my waste
Cause I promised my moms
I would get there safe
On God
I'm Raw
I'm Raw
I'm Raw
Not sorry with it
Not sorry with it
Not sorry with it
On Real Shit
On Real Shit
On Real Shit
I mean it
Raw
Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Wilson Ii
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