All Love
TouchofTrent be wildin' with it
They told me it's all love but I love all
I'm CashApp-in' a couple hundred whenever my brother call
Sometimes I like to scan the ledge, feel like I'm above 'em all
It was a joke when he copped out, now he wanna jump the wall
Them niggas always with some goofies gettin' jumped at malls
I was tired of fuckin' hoes with one condom, I made the condom fall
From stylin' Denim jacket that shit turned to Gucci scarves
I fucked the whole world no matter who involved
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love
Man, it's all love
You can't learn without my brother 'cause it's all us
I'ma Perc my brother Doodie off a small bust
But I'm a baller when I pass the ball, I yell "Hut"
Gotta watch them cheesy sneaky bitches they be stealin' nut
I talk down on the trenches hoes know dan well I still fuck
But the money get me insane
And I ain't know where the homie was
I was fucked up in the trenches
I ain't even know what a Rollie was
I used to look up to this nigga but he gave his homie up
'Cause his daughter 12 years old he gotta go do 21
And I don't fuck with no fuck niggas
So these niggas owe me nothin'
Grown niggas act like kids, actin' like they Benjamin Button
Put my own fee down for my lawyer
That shit was twenty-one-hundred
Had to detail with my dawg and he still wasn't comin'
With his gun without his gun I say he still not runnin'
And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hunnid, nigga
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love
It's all love, I thought it was real
He took a Percocet wasn't all tryna pop a pill
Tryna prove a point to pop off first he ain't your dawg for real
I gotta acknowledge that Lamb' truck 'cause I had a Bonneville
I don't get mad when the guys tell me no
'Cause I know my mama will
Different niggas they rockin' Polo I'm rockin' Tommy Hill'
Trenches niggas they'll drop it all when it's time to kill
First time was a throw off on my bag when I signed the deal
They say it's favoritism, nah, these the ones I love the most
I bought her two, three diamond chokers
'Cause she love to chock
1942, the small bill, she love the boat
Durkio, smirkio, yeah, she love the GOAT
Yeah, I love them G locks
Got away from all the phony niggas I had to detox
They don't even shoot at niggas no more they love to beatbox
Walked up out your life with a pair of socks
That's two hunnid that's them G-socks
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love
They told me it's all love but I love all
I'm CashApp-in' a couple hundred whenever my brother call
Sometimes I like to scan the ledge, feel like I'm above 'em all
It was a joke when he copped out, now he wanna jump the wall
Them niggas always with some goofies gettin' jumped at malls
I was tired of fuckin' hoes with one condom, I made the condom fall
From stylin' Denim jacket that shit turned to Gucci scarves
I fucked the whole world no matter who involved
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love
Man, it's all love
You can't learn without my brother 'cause it's all us
I'ma Perc my brother Doodie off a small bust
But I'm a baller when I pass the ball, I yell "Hut"
Gotta watch them cheesy sneaky bitches they be stealin' nut
I talk down on the trenches hoes know dan well I still fuck
But the money get me insane
And I ain't know where the homie was
I was fucked up in the trenches
I ain't even know what a Rollie was
I used to look up to this nigga but he gave his homie up
'Cause his daughter 12 years old he gotta go do 21
And I don't fuck with no fuck niggas
So these niggas owe me nothin'
Grown niggas act like kids, actin' like they Benjamin Button
Put my own fee down for my lawyer
That shit was twenty-one-hundred
Had to detail with my dawg and he still wasn't comin'
With his gun without his gun I say he still not runnin'
And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hunnid, nigga
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love
It's all love, I thought it was real
He took a Percocet wasn't all tryna pop a pill
Tryna prove a point to pop off first he ain't your dawg for real
I gotta acknowledge that Lamb' truck 'cause I had a Bonneville
I don't get mad when the guys tell me no
'Cause I know my mama will
Different niggas they rockin' Polo I'm rockin' Tommy Hill'
Trenches niggas they'll drop it all when it's time to kill
First time was a throw off on my bag when I signed the deal
They say it's favoritism, nah, these the ones I love the most
I bought her two, three diamond chokers
'Cause she love to chock
1942, the small bill, she love the boat
Durkio, smirkio, yeah, she love the GOAT
Yeah, I love them G locks
Got away from all the phony niggas I had to detox
They don't even shoot at niggas no more they love to beatbox
Walked up out your life with a pair of socks
That's two hunnid that's them G-socks
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love (You wouldn't listen)
It's all love
Credits
Writer(s): Darontez Mayo, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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