All I Know
Go n get the money that's just all I know
Where I'm from it got me anxious grippin tight onna poll
Don't play with them gangstas they gon bang u gone
Tol my dawg I'm seekin greatness pray to god I'll blow
Check the glove or the trunk we trynna pass big
First he started tough to dying patient
If they ask you what you know there no explanatieon
Cuzzo jus hit 50 bands but the house was vacant
Free em goons who doin life n his son in placement
Either earn some stripes or u play like a bitch
No I can't on sit on my ass not gettin a bag or some chip
I gotta get rich swear my stomach it twists every day I feel sick
I got me something inside me that gets me excited
To get on the mic and go crazy for brian or laila
Or my baby sister Jaz jan jayla chachito gon make it
I can rap I can sing switch it up I'm adjacent
God put it in my life so my attention I pay it
I just wanna get the life that been in my nanas dreams
Tol lil bro it takes time but ong well achieve
I remember stealin blunts jus to sell em with weed
Is go time let's run it up god pls help me succeed it's my turn to achieve
Go n get the money that's just all I know
Where I'm from it got me anxious grippin tight onna poll
Don't play with them gangstas they gon bang u gone
Tol my dawg I'm seekin greatness pray to god I'll blow
Pray to god I'll blow buh I'm in not it for attention
I just want the rain to stop I wanna Change the way we livin
Every time that I would robbed it always had a good intention
My bro told me to ball so I'm on a mission since they killed him
Raccs we want to flip to millions got the blueprint seen the vision
Swear I'm on my road 2 riches u could miss but still be hittin
My shit facts yo lyrics fiction
My eye are cameras brain holds pictures
Paper canvas jot my image
this how I talk about my feelings
This why I'm quiet what I'm thincin
Hmmm a song or na na na n jus start singing
I gotta hold my words cuz yo brodie ain't yo brodie
I been thru worst when my brodie left me lonely
She left n that shit hurt can't stop mamba bitch I'm Kobe
Swallowed pain focused on ma craft and then keep going
Go n get the money that's just all I know
Where I'm from it got me anxious grippin tight onna poll
Don't play with them gangstas they gon bang u gone
Tol my dawg I'm seekin greatness pray to god I'll blow
Where I'm from it got me anxious grippin tight onna poll
Don't play with them gangstas they gon bang u gone
Tol my dawg I'm seekin greatness pray to god I'll blow
Check the glove or the trunk we trynna pass big
First he started tough to dying patient
If they ask you what you know there no explanatieon
Cuzzo jus hit 50 bands but the house was vacant
Free em goons who doin life n his son in placement
Either earn some stripes or u play like a bitch
No I can't on sit on my ass not gettin a bag or some chip
I gotta get rich swear my stomach it twists every day I feel sick
I got me something inside me that gets me excited
To get on the mic and go crazy for brian or laila
Or my baby sister Jaz jan jayla chachito gon make it
I can rap I can sing switch it up I'm adjacent
God put it in my life so my attention I pay it
I just wanna get the life that been in my nanas dreams
Tol lil bro it takes time but ong well achieve
I remember stealin blunts jus to sell em with weed
Is go time let's run it up god pls help me succeed it's my turn to achieve
Go n get the money that's just all I know
Where I'm from it got me anxious grippin tight onna poll
Don't play with them gangstas they gon bang u gone
Tol my dawg I'm seekin greatness pray to god I'll blow
Pray to god I'll blow buh I'm in not it for attention
I just want the rain to stop I wanna Change the way we livin
Every time that I would robbed it always had a good intention
My bro told me to ball so I'm on a mission since they killed him
Raccs we want to flip to millions got the blueprint seen the vision
Swear I'm on my road 2 riches u could miss but still be hittin
My shit facts yo lyrics fiction
My eye are cameras brain holds pictures
Paper canvas jot my image
this how I talk about my feelings
This why I'm quiet what I'm thincin
Hmmm a song or na na na n jus start singing
I gotta hold my words cuz yo brodie ain't yo brodie
I been thru worst when my brodie left me lonely
She left n that shit hurt can't stop mamba bitch I'm Kobe
Swallowed pain focused on ma craft and then keep going
Go n get the money that's just all I know
Where I'm from it got me anxious grippin tight onna poll
Don't play with them gangstas they gon bang u gone
Tol my dawg I'm seekin greatness pray to god I'll blow
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Writer(s): Joseph Erazo
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