All of Me
I was trippin when I gave them all me
I was locked In them cuffs with nobody to trust or to call
That shit was hauntin me
Why we ain't speakin I loved you to death
And I swear that it bothering me
Trynna figure out why you keep lying to me
Don't know bout that pain inside of me
Tinted my whips
Getting top in the back
Need some privacy
My dawg on the stand
I can't tell him nothing
All on my own I still turned into something
Fell in love with emotions Can't trust em
I got back in my bag, said fuck em
Now they act confused
My Nigga don't play it cool
That's Why ya main dawg was on the news
I wish the bottom was red
When I stepped on they neck
They was moving a lil foul Got hit with my tech
Told them that better start coming correct
Cause Im taking respect
Tried to tell my mom that I'm sorry
I aint goin out like that with a life of regrets
I was Trippin when I gave them all of me
That shit still be bothering me
I ain't see no love till I signed a deal
How the fuck I'm supposed to feel
Left me on my last
Can't show em my hand
Every chance that I get
Ima show em my ass
I heard you a witness
And Heard that main dawg was snitching
Stop on that flexing like you wasn't switching
Trynna smoke away all of this pain I've been trippin
Ain't got shit to lose
But sumn to prove
We gon step on him when he make a move
Don't want my momma to see me on the news
I'm sorry i was skipping school
Ain't have nobody tell me what to do
Struggling had a point to prove
In demon spinning the block they trynna step on you
Buy her whatever she want
She ain't gotta pick and choose
Ill burn the whole world down for you
Bonnie and Clyde Whatchu wanna do
Heart still cold but it move for you
Couple niggas prolly wanna cross me
He hating, My niggas gon x em out
He a bitch always moving by word of mouth
Young niggas from Atlanta
We turn up the city
Where we running the south
I was trippin when I gave them all me
I was locked In them cuffs with nobody to trust or to call
That shit was hauntin me
Why we ain't speakin I loved you to death
And I swear that it bothering me
Trynna figure out why you keep lying to me
Don't know bout that pain inside of me
Tinted my whips
Getting top in the back
Need some privacy
My dawg on the stand
I can't tell him nothing
All on my own I still turned into something
Fell in love with emotions Can't trust em
I got back in my bag said fuck em
Now they act confused
My Nigga don't play it cool
That's Why ya main dawg was on the news
I wish the bottom was red
When I stepped on they neck
They was moving a lil foul
Got hit with my tech
Told them that better start coming correct
Cause Im taking respect
Tried to tell my mom that I'm sorry
I aint goin out like that with a life of regrets
I was Trippin when I gave them all of me
That shit still be bothering me
I ain't see no love till I signed a deal
How the fuck I'm supposed to feel
I was locked In them cuffs with nobody to trust or to call
That shit was hauntin me
Why we ain't speakin I loved you to death
And I swear that it bothering me
Trynna figure out why you keep lying to me
Don't know bout that pain inside of me
Tinted my whips
Getting top in the back
Need some privacy
My dawg on the stand
I can't tell him nothing
All on my own I still turned into something
Fell in love with emotions Can't trust em
I got back in my bag, said fuck em
Now they act confused
My Nigga don't play it cool
That's Why ya main dawg was on the news
I wish the bottom was red
When I stepped on they neck
They was moving a lil foul Got hit with my tech
Told them that better start coming correct
Cause Im taking respect
Tried to tell my mom that I'm sorry
I aint goin out like that with a life of regrets
I was Trippin when I gave them all of me
That shit still be bothering me
I ain't see no love till I signed a deal
How the fuck I'm supposed to feel
Left me on my last
Can't show em my hand
Every chance that I get
Ima show em my ass
I heard you a witness
And Heard that main dawg was snitching
Stop on that flexing like you wasn't switching
Trynna smoke away all of this pain I've been trippin
Ain't got shit to lose
But sumn to prove
We gon step on him when he make a move
Don't want my momma to see me on the news
I'm sorry i was skipping school
Ain't have nobody tell me what to do
Struggling had a point to prove
In demon spinning the block they trynna step on you
Buy her whatever she want
She ain't gotta pick and choose
Ill burn the whole world down for you
Bonnie and Clyde Whatchu wanna do
Heart still cold but it move for you
Couple niggas prolly wanna cross me
He hating, My niggas gon x em out
He a bitch always moving by word of mouth
Young niggas from Atlanta
We turn up the city
Where we running the south
I was trippin when I gave them all me
I was locked In them cuffs with nobody to trust or to call
That shit was hauntin me
Why we ain't speakin I loved you to death
And I swear that it bothering me
Trynna figure out why you keep lying to me
Don't know bout that pain inside of me
Tinted my whips
Getting top in the back
Need some privacy
My dawg on the stand
I can't tell him nothing
All on my own I still turned into something
Fell in love with emotions Can't trust em
I got back in my bag said fuck em
Now they act confused
My Nigga don't play it cool
That's Why ya main dawg was on the news
I wish the bottom was red
When I stepped on they neck
They was moving a lil foul
Got hit with my tech
Told them that better start coming correct
Cause Im taking respect
Tried to tell my mom that I'm sorry
I aint goin out like that with a life of regrets
I was Trippin when I gave them all of me
That shit still be bothering me
I ain't see no love till I signed a deal
How the fuck I'm supposed to feel
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Writer(s): Rhodean Ambersley
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