All My Cars

Money made
Dead presidents are rollin' over in they graves
Seein' niggas gettin' rich, they wanted us to stay slaves
Broke them chains, turned them in a suckers amazed
How in the fuck did that nigga do it?
I recognize the whole day, 'cause I was in my new shit
My home girl was on some old nigga, I knew that was your shit
I'm in the crib, shootin' pool, movie playin', but it's muted
For the scenery, we let Miles Davis provide the music
The enеrgy keep us goin'
On some me-to-you shit, from you-to-me
'Causе all the real ones is goin' through some shit
2022 was sick
Lost so many geniuses, I'm tired of this
What's up with 2023? I don't come in here on no stupid shit
When the ball drop me, I be gettin' top
In the drop, while countin' guap
Sucker niggas need to watch out, it don't stop (It don't stop)
This my house (this my house)
Nigga, uh

All my cars hot, all my cars hot
Some built in the backyard, some built in the shop
All my cars hot, all my cars hot
Some built in the backyard, some built in the shop, nigga
All my cars hot, all my cars hot
Some built in the backyard, some built in the shop

About some dangerous ass niggas from a gangster ass block



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