That's All Folks
Young Lyrikkal.
Young L-Y-R-I-C!
All they do is talk, all we do is get it in.
All they do is lose, all we do is win.
All they do is talk, all we do is stack cash.
All they do is hate, all we do is act bad.
And that's it.
And that's it.
(That's all folks)
And that's it.
And that's it.
(And that's all folks)
Hustlin' hard and grindin' and stackin' up like an O.G.
Youngest in the game. Ask anybody, they know me.
Wood grain grippin'
Iced out dippin' lowkey.
I be where the money at, you probably at home asleep.
Princess. I'm takin' it like they owe me.
Talkin' bout it ain't enough, you gone have to show me.
H-Town reppin'
Turnt up like a dope beat.
Swangin' through the lot on fours, call it four deep. (yeah)
We done went from nose bleed to the flow seats.
And we ain't worried 'bout them hater's cause they so weak. (uh uh)
Really in these streets actin' B.A.D. (B.A.D)
You ain't know. (You ain't know)
You gone see... (You gone see)
Yeah. And ain't nobody cold as me.
These boys be trynna talk to me like Jodeci.
I'm outer space, O.B one KanNoBee.
And I'm ballin' until I fall like Kobe.
All they do is talk, all we do is get it in.
All they do is lose, all we do is win.
All they do is talk, all we do is stack cash.
All they do is hate, all we do is act bad.
And that's it.
And that's it.
(That's all folks)
And that's it.
(And that's all folks)
All they do is talk loud, they ain't sayin' nothin'.
All they do is lie, we keepin' it one hunnit.
All they do is front, all we do is get cash.
Hoppin' out and showin' out.
Call it actin' bad. (bad)
Yeah, but call it whatever you want to.
We in the game doin' whatever we want to.
All they do is sit around, we be makin' moves. (moves)
All I do grind hard, so I can't lose. (can't lose)
Gone hate it. All odds against me I still made it.
Everybody up like the NBA cause we drive and shoot and they pump fakin'.
I came up and they can't take it.
Flow too sick and they can't face it.
I'm too real and they too fake.
Got friends hatin', that's heart breakin'.
(Yeah) I'm going hard cause I'm spozed to.
Why you all up in my face? I don't know you.
Why you got your hands out? I don't owe you.
Waitin' on a hand out, mane that's all they do.
All they do is talk, all we do is get it in.
All they do is lose, all we is win.
All they do is talk, all we do is stack cash.
All they do is hate, all we do is act bad.
And that's it.
And that's it.
(That's all folks)
And that's it.
And that's it.
(And that's all folks)
Young L-Y-R-I-C!
All they do is talk, all we do is get it in.
All they do is lose, all we do is win.
All they do is talk, all we do is stack cash.
All they do is hate, all we do is act bad.
And that's it.
And that's it.
(That's all folks)
And that's it.
And that's it.
(And that's all folks)
Hustlin' hard and grindin' and stackin' up like an O.G.
Youngest in the game. Ask anybody, they know me.
Wood grain grippin'
Iced out dippin' lowkey.
I be where the money at, you probably at home asleep.
Princess. I'm takin' it like they owe me.
Talkin' bout it ain't enough, you gone have to show me.
H-Town reppin'
Turnt up like a dope beat.
Swangin' through the lot on fours, call it four deep. (yeah)
We done went from nose bleed to the flow seats.
And we ain't worried 'bout them hater's cause they so weak. (uh uh)
Really in these streets actin' B.A.D. (B.A.D)
You ain't know. (You ain't know)
You gone see... (You gone see)
Yeah. And ain't nobody cold as me.
These boys be trynna talk to me like Jodeci.
I'm outer space, O.B one KanNoBee.
And I'm ballin' until I fall like Kobe.
All they do is talk, all we do is get it in.
All they do is lose, all we do is win.
All they do is talk, all we do is stack cash.
All they do is hate, all we do is act bad.
And that's it.
And that's it.
(That's all folks)
And that's it.
(And that's all folks)
All they do is talk loud, they ain't sayin' nothin'.
All they do is lie, we keepin' it one hunnit.
All they do is front, all we do is get cash.
Hoppin' out and showin' out.
Call it actin' bad. (bad)
Yeah, but call it whatever you want to.
We in the game doin' whatever we want to.
All they do is sit around, we be makin' moves. (moves)
All I do grind hard, so I can't lose. (can't lose)
Gone hate it. All odds against me I still made it.
Everybody up like the NBA cause we drive and shoot and they pump fakin'.
I came up and they can't take it.
Flow too sick and they can't face it.
I'm too real and they too fake.
Got friends hatin', that's heart breakin'.
(Yeah) I'm going hard cause I'm spozed to.
Why you all up in my face? I don't know you.
Why you got your hands out? I don't owe you.
Waitin' on a hand out, mane that's all they do.
All they do is talk, all we do is get it in.
All they do is lose, all we is win.
All they do is talk, all we do is stack cash.
All they do is hate, all we do is act bad.
And that's it.
And that's it.
(That's all folks)
And that's it.
And that's it.
(And that's all folks)
Credits
Writer(s): Derick Gaspard
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