We All In lyrics
by Freeway
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap sh*t, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in
[Verse 1: Balance]
[?] finished
Before rap I had a couple things in [?]
Before that, I had a couple ways to get it
Spit a flame, hit your frame with it
[?] haters wanna see y'all shine
We tryna see another day, don't wanna see [?]
[?] after dark
f*ck the [?], if they try to get this Glock, let them [?] with the creator
I switch [?]
Tryna get that legle paper, you can get [?]
f*ck [?] all black
Taking shots, and Imma put it all in a hater [?]
Do my thing, east coast to the Bay
[?] the streets of L.A. like Pac did
[?] from the rock [?]
But I ain't tryna get rocked like [?]
I gotta live, n*gga
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap sh*t, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in
[Verse 2: Balance]
[?] listen to rap, sampling old school
Mixer and a mic [?] no pro tools
[?] sicker than most do
Late night up in the studio, no curfew
We selling CD's on the block
Ten CDR's with my name on top
[?] when I been so far
Sold out shows, magazines in the car
Groupies in the line, just to see who you are
Cause we in front of [?] so far
Moms on the phone like what's going on?
Son ain't home and the bills ain't gone
Sorry mama, just getting my name known
Hopped out the house of rap [?]
Came from the bottom, slap the same song
Rap is my mama and mama I'm now grown
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap sh*t, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in
[Verse 3: Jay Rock]
Drop the rock, pick up the mic, I'm all in
Fly, sauring
You a lie, you ain't scorin
I cut myself in the booth, but let my blood poor in
I tell the truth, I ain't gotta feel
I was real before I [?]
And now I got a baby, so I'm more in
Rapped the work, I'm back selling [?]
Again, I really did that
I gotta win, can you feel that?
Grab a jacket if it's too much
My album posed to drop in like two months
And [?] bust pipe
I used to bust guns with the shooters
So you should understand why I crush mics
[?] the future
[Chorus: Balance]
I put my all into this rap sh*t, I'm all in
Came from the bottom to the top, were you all in?
Hustle everyday of the week, we all in
We all in
[?] I'm going all in
To the day we arive, we going all in
Now put your hands up in the sky, if you all in
We all in