My All lyrics

[Chorus]
Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus-one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful b*tch my all, that wasn't enough, huh
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'em
Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna f*ck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
But I hate that I was too deep in so young

[Verse 1]
I done spent two-thirty on a brand-new Richard Mille
I been turnt up, I'm the youngest and the richest in my city
All on Twitter on my di*k because that b*tch can't get up with mе
This rapper lifestyle lit, callеd it a quits and now she sh*tty, uh
In my bag, not in my feelings, do I miss it? Nah, not really
And I know these n*ggas envy, so I'm clutchin' on my semi
With my goon squad, and we don't catch a temp, so please don't tempt me
Glock gon' do it's job and bro gon' blow that b*tch 'til it get empty, uh
And for bro, I'd give my kidney up, shots, that's a hundred sixty plus
Me and Liv just f*cked Philly up, f*cking hoes, I done bust plenty nuts
My care on zero, not no hero, n*gga, I don't give any f*cks
Adrenaline, that's why my fit gon' spaz out and let glizzies bust

[Chorus]
Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus-one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful b*tch my all, that wasn't enough, huh
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'em
Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna f*ck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
But I hate that I was too deep in so young
[Verse 2]
Casamigos sippin', I'm so in that I can't speak proper
She be doin' di*ks from block to block, heard she's a street hopper
1300, baby, but got love from all the ReRockers
Them sliders stampin' hits, ain't gotta ask who did it, we shot you
For Ed 'nem and Lil Bit, b*tch, you will get your hood hit
Had to watch 'em get put in the grave, them the same n*ggas I stood with
Bronem tryna ease that pain every time that them 'Woods lit
Accept all my mistakes, it's just one thing I wish I could fix
n*ggas did way too much talkin', it's a lot of dead opps that I should diss
And really I be humble, it's a lot of hoes that I could hit
'Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort n*ggas on some Suge sh*t
How the f*ck you gon' speak on what I did with my chances? You ain't never took risks

[Chorus]
Love could have you in a trance you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus-one
High on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it's when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful b*tch my all, that wasn't enough, huh
No, I swear these hoes, you can't trust 'em
Baby, I don't want relations, I'm just tryna f*ck some
I'm just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
But I hate that I was too deep in so young