All On Me lyrics

[Hook: Lil Breeze]
I get mad money, it's throwing a temper tantrum
Your b*tch all on me, she said that I'm very handsome
But ain't no time for romancin', ice all on my Rolex dancin'
Long way from public housing, now I got to get a mansion

[Hook: Lil Breeze]
I get mad money, it's throwing a temper tantrum
Your b*tch all on me, she said that I'm very handsome
But ain't no time for romancin', ice all on my Rolex dancin'
Long way from public housing, now I got to get a mansion

[Verse 1: Lil Breeze]
Ain't no way out, I'm too deep in this sh*t
Can't hear I'm talking, money machine it be beeping and sh*t
Pop out the cut, yeah you know I be creeping and sh*t
Breeze out here making bands, why you sleeping and sh*t?
I be trapping so damn hard, fell asleep in the whip
Hustle hard around the clock and make them Benjamins flip
The studio my second home, yeah I be making them hits
But when that kitchen water whippin', watch the flick of the wrist
You know lil b*tch is casting out
I'm the n*gga this b*tch is talking 'bout
My time, ain't no time for timing out
Lil Breeze don't f*ck with you haters now
If you play about my money
Consequences, repercussions
Straight action, ain't no discussion
On the news, shown to the public
[Hook: Lil Breeze]
I get mad money, it's throwing a temper tantrum
Your b*tch all on me, she said that I'm very handsome
But ain't no time for romancin', ice all on my Rolex dancin'
Long way from public housing, now I got to get a mansion

[Hook: Lil Breeze]
I get mad money, it's throwing a temper tantrum
Your b*tch all on me, she said that I'm very handsome
But ain't no time for romancin', ice all on my Rolex dancin'
Long way from public housing, now I got to get a mansion

[Verse 2: Lud Foe]
She just called me sucker
I f*ck her but I don't love her
A n*gga always be cuffing
That n*gga's an undercover
Can't wife her, no I can't trust her
Won't f*ck her under the covers
Might pass her off to my brothers
I smash your ho then I duck her
She told me take off the rubber
You stupid lil motherf*cker
I got more rhymes than Busta
These bullets burn you like Usher
In the foreign, call it ketchup
Bucket seats, call it mustard
Paramedics pick the mess up
P got hit with the rest
pus*y n*ggas always running they mouth, f*ck a discussion
Call my shooters they gon' run in your house and get to bustin'
We got TEC-9's, MAC-10's, designer guns, FN
I got redbones, yellowbones, f*ck her and her best friend
[Hook: Lil Breeze]
I get mad money, it's throwing a temper tantrum
Your b*tch all on me, she said that I'm very handsome
But ain't no time for romancin', ice all on my Rolex dancin'
Long way from public housing, now I got to get a mansion

[Hook: Lil Breeze]
I get mad money, it's throwing a temper tantrum
Your b*tch all on me, she said that I'm very handsome
But ain't no time for romancin', ice all on my Rolex dancin'
Long way from public housing, now I got to get a mansion