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letra de all i got - jdot breezy

all i got lyrics
[intro]
by the time y’all hear this b-tch, this song prolly gon’ be old as h-ll
i’m high as h-ll, man, sunday, july 11th
(trademark)
i’m in the boothi had a successful show in jacksonville, by the way
sh-t was lit, city showed love
i’m grrown as an artist, you feel me?
i’m explorin’
like, i’m just havin’ fun
get on the beat and just say how i feel
say what’s on my mind
spit that pain sh-t, that real sh-t
that what make me, me

[chorus]
it’s a long way home, on the road reminiscing
’bout the times i questioned god, why it’s no food in the kitchen
i was tired and traumatized about the shootings and the k!llings
only thing that’s on my mind is go and grind, you gotta get it
disappointment when they know better
she ain’t for me, she for the gang, i let my bros hit her
these n-ggas lame, most of ’em broke, they ain’t got no cheddar
i ain’t no fool, n-gga, i’ma stack it and chase mo’ chedder
my n-ggas hit hitters

[verse 1]
my n-ggas straight on all they boats and i ain’t doin’ fraud
rap money got me gettin’ fat, i’m always thankin’ god
road to success, like n-gga, yeah, i can’t forget the odds
i’m proud of me, i came far, i gave it all i got
[pre-chorus]
i gotta give it all i got ’cause you on got one shot
i gotta turn up the notch, i’ma let ’em sleep just watch

[verse 2]
twenty-four hours out the day, i spend it in the booth
can’t sling that iron no mo’, i gotta be the livin’ proof
still will get down and dirty with ’em if i have to shoot
i been stackin’ bands just for that lamb, like n-gga, f-ck a coupe
playin’ with my mans, we get to sprayin’ and we gon’ hit at you
block out what they sayin, don’t need no friends, just keep me out the loop
don’t cap, i never ran from no n-gga, why would i run from you?
never hesitate to k!ll you, at all times, prepared to shoot

[pre-chorus]
i gotta give it all i got ’cause you on got one shot
i gotta turn up the notch, i’ma let ’em sleep just watch
[chorus]
it’s a long way home, on the road reminiscing
’bout the times i questioned god, why it’s no food in the kitchen
i was tired and traumatized about the shootings and the k!llings
only thing that’s on my mind is go and grind, you gotta get it
disappointment when they know better
she ain’t for me, she for the gang, i let my bros hit her
these n-ggas lame, most of ’em broke, they ain’t got no cheddar
i ain’t no fool, n-gga, i’ma stack it and chase mo’ chedder
my n-ggas hit hitters

- jdot breezy

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