All Costs
Who you know wanna win at all cost
I run to the money don't walk
A lot of niggahs put on
But who can pull it off
Trynna make it out the house to a loft
Imma put my dukes in a coupe top off
Noo joke no hoax no exhaust
Get back up every time I fall
Just a scratch just relax close call
I rap to survive
And I gotta survive
Keep up the pace
At this rate
We gone be just fine
And peace all a niggah really wanna want
At mind
Worry bout yours
I got me and mine
Koal like froze niggah
Koal like below zero
That's cold niggah
4 double 0 add one more for the phone niggah
Hot line blinging
Internet lagging
Gotdamn I'm pinging
Need tooth paste with the bars
They stinging
Can't sing but If write some shit
I'll get someone sing it
Airplane mode on how my shit ringing
Tell'em fall back
Like Please be seated
Damn
Damn
Imma L and M toting
Cigarette smoking
Uterus poking
Bad habit coping
Meme retweeter
Pinky promise keeper
Plant job quitting
Fuck the Team leader
I'll be on me way
But first I need my check
I don't want sex
I just want neck
Chill bump raiser
Mustang racer
Confident ass
Big risk taker
Automatic with aim
Like a pitching machine
All these l's I took
Show me to pay attention to things
I'm getting the green and smoking it
Enjoying the theme
On a journey with my niggahs
Like the lord of the rings
Wonder how they see me from they point of view
Niggahs hate you for no reason like what's wrong with you
These niggahs arrogant for what
Yo guess as good as mine
Move how you want
Do what you can
But just don't fuck with mine
Ain't have to pass Noo driver course
To learn to read the signs
My watch was broke
But now we on a whole new type of time
We paying extra fuck them niggahs we gone skip the line
This pbg do pbg shit on pbg time
They think they piping hot
I hop in the whip and do the dash just like a hyphen huh
I can introduce you some class
Think you might like it huh
I got on my feet been on my ass
I'm Trynna move on but to move on
Need a bag
Weather it be a
Bag of emotions
Or a bag of recipients
The plan in motion you ain't in but that ain't up to me
I might be high but who knows
Blame that shit on my allergies
I workout on the beat I be burning
Calories
Come through wit hits young niggah
Young niggah wit the hits come through
Come through wit the hits young niggah
Young niggah wit the hits come through
We gone get a move on
Now I gotta move on
Gotta put thought in this shit
Cause ion wanna move wrong
Couldn't wait took too long
Took two shots now I'm too gone
I hit the ground running barefoot
Ion even got shoes on
Don't remember what you did right
Won't forget when you do wrong
You get what you give
I believe that shit
I'm just trynna put you on
Use to wanna new phone
Now I wanna new home
With a big studio in the back of that bitch
So I get a get a groove on
Lil white lotta black I'm two tone
Lil drank lotta weed I been stone
Ion even step out on a regular
But when they drop by I been gone
Ain't rich not yet
But I'll spend some
Ion cut corners
But I bend some
They don't got shit when I need it
But if they in need I'll lend some
Either the middle finger or a peace sign
Ahh that's all the beat?
I run to the money don't walk
A lot of niggahs put on
But who can pull it off
Trynna make it out the house to a loft
Imma put my dukes in a coupe top off
Noo joke no hoax no exhaust
Get back up every time I fall
Just a scratch just relax close call
I rap to survive
And I gotta survive
Keep up the pace
At this rate
We gone be just fine
And peace all a niggah really wanna want
At mind
Worry bout yours
I got me and mine
Koal like froze niggah
Koal like below zero
That's cold niggah
4 double 0 add one more for the phone niggah
Hot line blinging
Internet lagging
Gotdamn I'm pinging
Need tooth paste with the bars
They stinging
Can't sing but If write some shit
I'll get someone sing it
Airplane mode on how my shit ringing
Tell'em fall back
Like Please be seated
Damn
Damn
Imma L and M toting
Cigarette smoking
Uterus poking
Bad habit coping
Meme retweeter
Pinky promise keeper
Plant job quitting
Fuck the Team leader
I'll be on me way
But first I need my check
I don't want sex
I just want neck
Chill bump raiser
Mustang racer
Confident ass
Big risk taker
Automatic with aim
Like a pitching machine
All these l's I took
Show me to pay attention to things
I'm getting the green and smoking it
Enjoying the theme
On a journey with my niggahs
Like the lord of the rings
Wonder how they see me from they point of view
Niggahs hate you for no reason like what's wrong with you
These niggahs arrogant for what
Yo guess as good as mine
Move how you want
Do what you can
But just don't fuck with mine
Ain't have to pass Noo driver course
To learn to read the signs
My watch was broke
But now we on a whole new type of time
We paying extra fuck them niggahs we gone skip the line
This pbg do pbg shit on pbg time
They think they piping hot
I hop in the whip and do the dash just like a hyphen huh
I can introduce you some class
Think you might like it huh
I got on my feet been on my ass
I'm Trynna move on but to move on
Need a bag
Weather it be a
Bag of emotions
Or a bag of recipients
The plan in motion you ain't in but that ain't up to me
I might be high but who knows
Blame that shit on my allergies
I workout on the beat I be burning
Calories
Come through wit hits young niggah
Young niggah wit the hits come through
Come through wit the hits young niggah
Young niggah wit the hits come through
We gone get a move on
Now I gotta move on
Gotta put thought in this shit
Cause ion wanna move wrong
Couldn't wait took too long
Took two shots now I'm too gone
I hit the ground running barefoot
Ion even got shoes on
Don't remember what you did right
Won't forget when you do wrong
You get what you give
I believe that shit
I'm just trynna put you on
Use to wanna new phone
Now I wanna new home
With a big studio in the back of that bitch
So I get a get a groove on
Lil white lotta black I'm two tone
Lil drank lotta weed I been stone
Ion even step out on a regular
But when they drop by I been gone
Ain't rich not yet
But I'll spend some
Ion cut corners
But I bend some
They don't got shit when I need it
But if they in need I'll lend some
Either the middle finger or a peace sign
Ahh that's all the beat?
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Writer(s): Koalbe Simpson
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