All Work and No Play
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope (Lil baby)
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home (Now I'm crazy)
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on (L ain't leaving)
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes (Now you bleeding)
They say nooo jack don't you mention me please
I say wooah back the fuck up off me
Cuz I got foour fine lil hunnies grabbing my jeans
Ya I got copious amounts
I'm just tryna go a different route
Then all these folks that spitting now
Cuz damn this whole game tripping
He's so cold Colgate writtens got the goat 04 clicking
So facetious now
Boat is leaking out
Load the sheet and blow
Gross impeachments on focussed heathens
Yall hopes and dreams are being broken open now
Hope and pray for death gon be slow one ow
Woken and exploding supernova wow
Hell is frozen over getting calls from down low
They like Torrance damn we miss your smile
Fam I'm gifted UH
I'm Back
Double the racks
Hubble the vision I'm trouble for rats
A couple of missions to crumble the past
I just been thinking to humble to rap
A bubble to burst you on the map
And you wanna cap so you getting slapped
Now them is some facts mini-mes
My gym teach was Genovese
I don't want peace, enemies
Beats, weed, freaks and Hennessy
They say sticks and they say stones don't think words can break they bones
My words kill they hit home I think smokes heavenly
Rest in peace
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope (Lil baby)
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home (Now I'm crazy)
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on (L ain't leaving)
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes (Now you bleeding)
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope (Lil baby)
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home (Now I'm crazy)
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on (L ain't leaving)
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes (Now you bleeding)
They say nooo jack don't you mention me please
I say wooah back the fuck up off me
Cuz I got foour fine lil hunnies grabbing my jeans
Ya I got copious amounts
I'm just tryna go a different route
Then all these folks that spitting now
Cuz damn this whole game tripping
He's so cold Colgate writtens got the goat 04 clicking
So facetious now
Boat is leaking out
Load the sheet and blow
Gross impeachments on focussed heathens
Yall hopes and dreams are being broken open now
Hope and pray for death gon be slow one ow
Woken and exploding supernova wow
Hell is frozen over getting calls from down low
They like Torrance damn we miss your smile
Fam I'm gifted UH
I'm Back
Double the racks
Hubble the vision I'm trouble for rats
A couple of missions to crumble the past
I just been thinking to humble to rap
A bubble to burst you on the map
And you wanna cap so you getting slapped
Now them is some facts mini-mes
My gym teach was Genovese
I don't want peace, enemies
Beats, weed, freaks and Hennessy
They say sticks and they say stones don't think words can break they bones
My words kill they hit home I think smokes heavenly
Rest in peace
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes
Ya gimme shots they give me wings it give me hope (Lil baby)
Ya I want smoke I got too high can't get home (Now I'm crazy)
I say I'm gone and they thank god they think they on (L ain't leaving)
Ya you find peace then some piece die its how shit goes (Now you bleeding)
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Writer(s): Jack Lowe-carbell
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