All Or Not lyrics
by RMC Mike
[Intro]
b*tch
Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n*gga
Free the motherf*ckin' ghetto
[Verse]
Still remember all them days when we ain’t had nothin'
I couldn't wait until that day to get a bag pumpin’
I dropped out of school early to make some fast money
You try to run off with that bag, you a crash dummy
We grew up poor, man, my family never had money
Turned into a thief, I started stealing unc's stash money
Then I cut into big bro like, "Throw a bag on me"
I hit the block for thirty days straight and made some mad money
I was on the road to fail, but only time could tell
Before you can be the best you, you gotta find yourself
Any givеn day, this sh*t can go, so I remind myself
I had to take a stеp back from the light, I couldn't blind myself
Now I'm into drinkin' lean and f*ckin' hoes raw
Poppin' pills and smokin' weed until I dose off
Tryna ease the pain with anything that holds off
I went into a deep depression, I was so lost
But somehow or some way, I made a way up out it
I didn’t know what else to do, so I just prayed about it
God showed me that this rap game is just my way up out it
I had to leave the streets alone and just stay up out it
Now I’m sh*t talkin' and my name gettin’ bigger
Now I'm seeing more paper than I ever even visioned
My mind sharper than your favorite blade out the kitchen
Steady goin' hard, I'm tryna make a way out for my n*ggas
Free all of them boys in that can, we gon’ make it right
I can't stand to be out here alone, so I'm takin' flight
Yes, I'm still livin' in the hood where it ain't safe at night
Before I let a n*gga kill me, sh*t, I'll take a life
I'm really tryna make it, I'm not rappin' for the f*ck of it
I get it off the bars, you in the streets, we both hustlin'
You got a problem, we gon' shoot it out, I'm not tusslin'
I nutted all in this b*tch mouth, she kept suckin' it
Reminiscing 'bout my dogs, damn, I miss 'em all
Every n*gga that I love behind prison walls
Hurt my heart more every time a n*gga miss a call
But I gotta stay strong, my n*gga, this for y'all
Best believe I couldn't do it by myself
All them gas station talks that we had right on Welch
Without a care in the world, we the let the past write itself
Now look at what we did, b*tch, we blew up fast without no help
We stayed consistent, got them labels breathin' down our necks
I'm tryna make a mil' in cash before I leave up out the 6
Plus I gotta move my fam before I leave up out this b*tch
We livin' in a warzone, you can't leave without a stick
Stay protected, keep your people strong, n*gga, that's all you got
I came straight up out the trenches, now a n*gga call the shots
Bein' one hundred, I'm respected in these streets, just call the block
I put in work to put my city on the map, it's all or not