All I Know (feat. Jaye Vataan)
I told yall niggas tap in
On my way to get it
All this hussle in me mapped in
Stepping up my game
But I wish i did that back then
Cause i done got distracted
With the shit i had crackin
Accumulating colder flows
Im finna fuck this game up
Hit it w a different blow
Don't act hard in my face
You gone get exposed
Like we won't pull on yo block
And get yo section closed
After i buss yo nose
Aye look
It's different how I came up
Real nigga since day one
You cant name a day that i changed up
Don't got time for no bull shit
I can't name a day that they played us
Stepping out on pilot
Keep a bitch that got low mileage
And she still fuck me real good
Lord take away this pain
They see a nigga he ballin hard
They wanna take him outta the game
So if you can lord
Keep all these hating niggas at bay
Cause if I gotta lord
I'll send one of these niggas
Straight to yo gates
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Yea
I gotta get all I know
Get all I know
I gotta get all I know
Yea
So this shit ain't gone stop
Came up on the block
Bag shit is all I know
Ima get this shit in private
On the low
Real niggas stay silent
I got put on i was 11
I start getting money
Trained to go you got the door
I'll buss the head on em
Outta state im on the road
I'm chasing big bungies
They say i changed
But i just changed the way im getting money
Hol' up pause crack the seal
Then i relax
Flashbacks always make me spazz about the past
I use to split a spicy chicken
Now my order like a rat
Use to order quarter pounds
And now i cop a couple packs
Check the paper work
I dont conversate with rats
I'm into checking paper first
I'm serving bundles out the back
Go ahead and ask dem sukkas
How im coming bout the pack
Grab the rabbit by its ears
And snatch the wings right off the bat
Big bank take lil bank
And thats the truth
Bitch i need all my cake I cannot lose
Keep yo eyes on yo own paper
Keep a rocket watch yo shoes
When them boys get to talkin
Get them snitch lips blue ooh
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Yea
I gotta get all I know
Get all I know
I gotta get all I know
Yea
So this shit aint gone stop
Came up on the block
Bag shit is all I know
Ima get this shit in private
On the low
Real niggas stay silent
On my way to get it
All this hussle in me mapped in
Stepping up my game
But I wish i did that back then
Cause i done got distracted
With the shit i had crackin
Accumulating colder flows
Im finna fuck this game up
Hit it w a different blow
Don't act hard in my face
You gone get exposed
Like we won't pull on yo block
And get yo section closed
After i buss yo nose
Aye look
It's different how I came up
Real nigga since day one
You cant name a day that i changed up
Don't got time for no bull shit
I can't name a day that they played us
Stepping out on pilot
Keep a bitch that got low mileage
And she still fuck me real good
Lord take away this pain
They see a nigga he ballin hard
They wanna take him outta the game
So if you can lord
Keep all these hating niggas at bay
Cause if I gotta lord
I'll send one of these niggas
Straight to yo gates
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Yea
I gotta get all I know
Get all I know
I gotta get all I know
Yea
So this shit ain't gone stop
Came up on the block
Bag shit is all I know
Ima get this shit in private
On the low
Real niggas stay silent
I got put on i was 11
I start getting money
Trained to go you got the door
I'll buss the head on em
Outta state im on the road
I'm chasing big bungies
They say i changed
But i just changed the way im getting money
Hol' up pause crack the seal
Then i relax
Flashbacks always make me spazz about the past
I use to split a spicy chicken
Now my order like a rat
Use to order quarter pounds
And now i cop a couple packs
Check the paper work
I dont conversate with rats
I'm into checking paper first
I'm serving bundles out the back
Go ahead and ask dem sukkas
How im coming bout the pack
Grab the rabbit by its ears
And snatch the wings right off the bat
Big bank take lil bank
And thats the truth
Bitch i need all my cake I cannot lose
Keep yo eyes on yo own paper
Keep a rocket watch yo shoes
When them boys get to talkin
Get them snitch lips blue ooh
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Hustle all i know
Yea
I gotta get all I know
Get all I know
I gotta get all I know
Yea
So this shit aint gone stop
Came up on the block
Bag shit is all I know
Ima get this shit in private
On the low
Real niggas stay silent
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Vega
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