All Day
Yeah
I'm all in
Brodi on the line I'm tappin in
God out here pullin the strings for me
Old girl on the line say she feeling me
Preoccupied by the motivation
put in the time paid the entry fee
Breh on the rise aye he kinda nice
Inside my mind no one real as me
Lately
Life has been gorgeous
Wake up then clear out my eyes hit record it
Praise up to god I ain't out here chasing a bitch
Swing and a miss me I'm hitting these licks
I give the orders don't get it distorted
Disconnected I've
Been cordless
I been cordial
I been exploring
I got a whole lot but
Somehow I want more of it
Yeah
I wanna tour and put on for the soil
Breh member they used to ignore us
Now they drop me a pin with the coordinates
Catch me Runnin through ya ordinance
Member we couldn't
Afford the whip
Pushin the scraper
That shit was so ageless
We blowing on grapes for the flavors
All of a sudden we major
Still independent tho no label
For now I'm goin hard enough
That the streams will lead us to
A house by the beach
All of this done with the speech
Filling my pockets for now and for later
Want a Picket fence and no sign of the neighbors
I used to skip on the payments
Nowadays I Tax for the labor
Dawg on the line he just tappin in
I'm steering clear of fake rapper friends
Kamikaze on in the traffic can
Only one shot to navigate the labyrinth
I'm keeping it lit til It's burned down to ashes
My life is way more than we imagined
I got where I'm at from of the passion
I trade it all to live it backwards
Pray we make it
Through the night
Hope we make it
Through the night
You could see it
When you look into my eyes
When you look into my eyes
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been Goin my way
Life been Goin my way
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been Goin my way
Life been Goin my way
The world on my back like I'm atlas
I'm Lit down to ashes
Shit don't come from no practice
Recipe passion and liquor
With god in passenger
Pray I don't crash it
I'm in my basket
Blissful but ignant
I'm Dapper but Ratchet
Playing around
In the traffic
I Take the risk
Look at me stack
Up the chips
I play roulette
With the magnum
Ride til I die I'm not
Afraid of the casket
I'm on the run
I'm chasing the thrills
I'm hungry I'm starving
I lust for a mill lately
I'm blue like the bills
Yeah
I'm elevated over educated
I Run the race for who
I Resonate with
Break the bread With
G's who work the late shift
Break the ground shake up simulation
Reshape the sound it needed renovations
All that then quickly vacating the premises
I feed off the enemy entities
I rock the crown with a tilt
Nobody's done it like this
I'm having fun I'm wildin
I spazz when I serve with the stylus
I break the mold with the hits
I only got one life to live
I'm anti-social at the function
They make me out to be the bad guy
My circle micro if they had the scope
You still couldn't see us through the glass eyes
Real evasive when the siren chase us
Dressed to kill like we goin places
Better late than fake just hoping that we make it
Pray we make it through the night
Hope we make it through the night
You could see it
When you look into my eyes
When you look into my eyes
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I'm all in
Brodi on the line I'm tappin in
God out here pullin the strings for me
Old girl on the line say she feeling me
Preoccupied by the motivation
put in the time paid the entry fee
Breh on the rise aye he kinda nice
Inside my mind no one real as me
Lately
Life has been gorgeous
Wake up then clear out my eyes hit record it
Praise up to god I ain't out here chasing a bitch
Swing and a miss me I'm hitting these licks
I give the orders don't get it distorted
Disconnected I've
Been cordless
I been cordial
I been exploring
I got a whole lot but
Somehow I want more of it
Yeah
I wanna tour and put on for the soil
Breh member they used to ignore us
Now they drop me a pin with the coordinates
Catch me Runnin through ya ordinance
Member we couldn't
Afford the whip
Pushin the scraper
That shit was so ageless
We blowing on grapes for the flavors
All of a sudden we major
Still independent tho no label
For now I'm goin hard enough
That the streams will lead us to
A house by the beach
All of this done with the speech
Filling my pockets for now and for later
Want a Picket fence and no sign of the neighbors
I used to skip on the payments
Nowadays I Tax for the labor
Dawg on the line he just tappin in
I'm steering clear of fake rapper friends
Kamikaze on in the traffic can
Only one shot to navigate the labyrinth
I'm keeping it lit til It's burned down to ashes
My life is way more than we imagined
I got where I'm at from of the passion
I trade it all to live it backwards
Pray we make it
Through the night
Hope we make it
Through the night
You could see it
When you look into my eyes
When you look into my eyes
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been Goin my way
Life been Goin my way
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been Goin my way
Life been Goin my way
The world on my back like I'm atlas
I'm Lit down to ashes
Shit don't come from no practice
Recipe passion and liquor
With god in passenger
Pray I don't crash it
I'm in my basket
Blissful but ignant
I'm Dapper but Ratchet
Playing around
In the traffic
I Take the risk
Look at me stack
Up the chips
I play roulette
With the magnum
Ride til I die I'm not
Afraid of the casket
I'm on the run
I'm chasing the thrills
I'm hungry I'm starving
I lust for a mill lately
I'm blue like the bills
Yeah
I'm elevated over educated
I Run the race for who
I Resonate with
Break the bread With
G's who work the late shift
Break the ground shake up simulation
Reshape the sound it needed renovations
All that then quickly vacating the premises
I feed off the enemy entities
I rock the crown with a tilt
Nobody's done it like this
I'm having fun I'm wildin
I spazz when I serve with the stylus
I break the mold with the hits
I only got one life to live
I'm anti-social at the function
They make me out to be the bad guy
My circle micro if they had the scope
You still couldn't see us through the glass eyes
Real evasive when the siren chase us
Dressed to kill like we goin places
Better late than fake just hoping that we make it
Pray we make it through the night
Hope we make it through the night
You could see it
When you look into my eyes
When you look into my eyes
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
You could see that I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
I grind all day
Lot been goin my way
Life been goin my way
Credits
Writer(s): Nickalaus Jackson
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