All The Money In The World (feat. Lil Durk)
VVS Melody
Oh yeah, this came from Marz
Oh, oh woah
Ain't got time for a-, riding for good
Proud of this-
Say what you want about me but I ain't going like a b-
I done took my lick
Make 'em suffer every chance I get
And they wonder why I ain't say nothing
And when they man's got hit, they'll spend all them bands on attempts
I know them sick
Heard he crashed the whole whip, that's what the get
I been grinding my whole life, it ain't no luck in this
Ain't with the cuffing, we or nothing, lil' b-
I don't trust, leave Chevy outside with the stick
I rap about all these purple hearts
We surviving this
They ain't built like us, that's why they dying and
You sell them young dreams, why you lying to them jits?
I put my lil' brothers on flights, I got 'em flying and
I could have all the money in the world, still won't have time for a
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist, you
Only time them youngins miss if a child in their with you
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this
A n- I loved went on a drill, I had to drop him off
I don't know why, just from how he move, I know he kinda soft
Bro'nem fighting for they life, they had to find the law
I'm a hundred thousand cash in penitentiary
Sentenced at 16, that doing a century
Brrt if you mention me
And we on everybody ass and we ain't known for showing sympathy
I be thinking 'bout my dawg, that be getting me
Back door be wide open the vibes giving me
That we treated like, thinking 'bout killing me
Leave they brothers and trick the, I be killing me
I could have all the money in the world, still won't have time for a b-
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist, you b-
Only time them youngins miss if a child in there with you
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
My sister proud of that
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and
Only time them youngins miss if a child in there with you
Put his dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this-
Oh yeah, this came from Marz
Oh, oh woah
Ain't got time for a-, riding for good
Proud of this-
Say what you want about me but I ain't going like a b-
I done took my lick
Make 'em suffer every chance I get
And they wonder why I ain't say nothing
And when they man's got hit, they'll spend all them bands on attempts
I know them sick
Heard he crashed the whole whip, that's what the get
I been grinding my whole life, it ain't no luck in this
Ain't with the cuffing, we or nothing, lil' b-
I don't trust, leave Chevy outside with the stick
I rap about all these purple hearts
We surviving this
They ain't built like us, that's why they dying and
You sell them young dreams, why you lying to them jits?
I put my lil' brothers on flights, I got 'em flying and
I could have all the money in the world, still won't have time for a
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist, you
Only time them youngins miss if a child in their with you
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this
A n- I loved went on a drill, I had to drop him off
I don't know why, just from how he move, I know he kinda soft
Bro'nem fighting for they life, they had to find the law
I'm a hundred thousand cash in penitentiary
Sentenced at 16, that doing a century
Brrt if you mention me
And we on everybody ass and we ain't known for showing sympathy
I be thinking 'bout my dawg, that be getting me
Back door be wide open the vibes giving me
That we treated like, thinking 'bout killing me
Leave they brothers and trick the, I be killing me
I could have all the money in the world, still won't have time for a b-
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist, you b-
Only time them youngins miss if a child in there with you
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
My sister proud of that
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and
Only time them youngins miss if a child in there with you
Put his dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this-
Credits
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Janarious Wheeler, Marco Salazar, Florian Thi Nguyen Van
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