All the Time

Gang
I'm on my grind, that's all of the time
I'm chasing a check I just follow the signs
God had a plan it was all by design
He made me an offer i couldn't decline
She wanna make love I just fuck from behind
Ride through my city I'm gripping the Iron
Cause niggas be hating you know they be spying
Spreading them rumors you know they be lying
Trying to get millions and move to Miami
Got pull like a hammy, no bull I'm no sammy
Couple of racks in a new Gucci fanny
My foreign hoe sexy and juicy as candy
ain't worried bout them cause i know they can't stand me
Glizzy extendo I'm keeping it handy
My fabrics is fancy, my talent enhance me
I'm out of this world my spaceship ain't landing
Rebels the gang can't tell by the branding
Don't Threaten the gang you'll be dead where you standing
Trying to get ice like i played for the Stanley
You saving these hoes like a comic from Stan Lee
You niggas Madea, big bitches that's manly
She tell me cum in her she popping a plan b
Can't fuck with them addys they make me too antsy
I swear I'm gone ball on my grand mama Nancy
I'm in the clouds I'm blowing the Moon Rock
Diamonds they twinkle like moon rocks
Black activist like I'm Huey from Boondocks
But still leave your body out boondocks
I got the mood locked like it's a crime
Better than me you out of your mind
You niggas is brazy that's word to the five
Ain't worried bout yours i gotta get mine
Yup

I'm trying to get rich like all of the time
The money the power that's all on my mind
I got the drip just look at me slime
My bitches is bad, My bitches is dimes
Always ahead I never could fall behind
Rackys I stack them to tall to climb
Don't cut me short no way i need all of mine
I'm getting money like all the time

I know I'm that nigga that ya'll seem to like
But your girl is on me so imma hit and slide
I know y'all hate the fact that i think I'm that guy
But my ego can't be brung down cause it is in the sky
OOOO killing the game,
I be that nigga that's sparking the flame
OOO splash i want that thang
Shooting my shot like curry my name
Speak on my name and its shots at ya brain
I want the money fuck all of the fame
So when I'm in public don't call out my name
Don't know bout no flowers but love Mary Jane
Gave my heart to the game
Dude you been wit every bit of a lame
All of my niggas that's with me they bang
Don't want no smoke better stay in your lane
Burning that fire that's word to my gang
Kicking that fire we don't sound the same
Ain't bout no money get out of my face
All of the time i do my own thing
Niggas is trash they should be ashamed
The music the way I be expressing my pain
Swear that you fly but I'm crashing your plane
Swear that she's yours but I'm smashing your dame
My neck feeling heavy while wearing my chains
I'm all in her head like a 360 wave
I'm keeping it lit i be turnt like a page
All of the time always the same

I'm trying to get rich like all of the time
The money the power that's all on my mind
I got the drip just look at me slime
Now bitches is bad, My bitches is dimes
Always ahead I never could fall behind
Rackys I stack them to tall to climb
Don't cut me short no way i need all of mine
I'm getting money like all the time



Credits
Writer(s): Mycle Parker
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