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(D'mac on the fucking track)
(I'm all in)
(Aye yo Pluto, you going brazy)
(I'm all in, woah-ooh-woah)
I'm all in, i'm all in
I'm all in, i'm balling (Let's go)
Now i'm on they ass
Redeye or McLaren, 200 on the dash
And we loading up them choppas, hit the gas and go fast
I was worried bout my future, and I made it out my past
How the f*ck I got rich, talking bout being sad?
Kept taking all these L's, I was going out sad
Can't take it out on you, I wasn't trying to be mad
Say sorry to my mom, I wasn't trying to be bad
I'm still on they ass
I'm all in, i'm all in
I'm all in, i'm balling
How the f*ck you blame me, you root of the pain?
Can't amount to the pain, man the shit so lame
Addicted to the money, like pure Cocaine
Love that girl so much, I don't want no brain
All them people switched up, when I got this fame
I'm a ape in a cage, I can't be tamed
I was walking through the storm, yeah I made it through the rain
She was playing with my mind, man this shit is not a game
Then we hopping out the car, and we skating on them niggas
I'm as real as it gets, I done waited on my niggas
I'm prepared for the worst, got my finger on the trigger
I'm the same as you, just a little more richer
An expensive watch, that's big ole Richard
At the point you gotta pay me, just for to take a picture
I was pouring up Lean, taking drugs from a pitcher
I'm putting niggas on, throwing shots like a pitcher
VLONE in my closet, i'm in love with the drip
Nowhere near cocky, but I know i'm the shit
All blues in my pocket, like Lauren and Nip
When i'm walking in the club, yeah i'm sitting in the VIP
Yeah i'm switching up my cars, different colors on the whips
I ain't worried bout that shit, yeah i'm staying out the mix
Yeah i'm loyal to my niggas, I ain't never gone switch
Yeah i'm loyal to my girl, I ain't never gone switch
I'm all in, i'm all in
I'm all in, i'm balling
Now i'm on they ass
Redeye or McLaren, 200 on the dash
And we loading up them choppas, hit the gas and go fast
I was worried bout my future, and I made it out my past
How the f*ck I got rich, talking bout being sad?
Kept taking all these L's, I was going out sad
Can't take it out on you, I wasn't trying to be mad
Say sorry to my mom, I wasn't trying to be bad
I'm still on they ass
Walk outside hear the birds humming
(Ooh-oh-woo)
Wanna f*ck all night bae
(Uh-huh-mhmm) (Okay)
Let me tell you bout my pain, sit back and watch the stars shoot
You my baby till the end, I could never go against you
And we knocking niggas off, if these niggas got a issue
Quick to wipe a nigga nose, we ain't never use a tissue
And we toting on them poles, in case a nigga got a issue
Put his face on the news, we gone give your ass a issue
And we looking at stars, when we riding in my Rolls Royce
Gotta chill with the beef, lil nigga, yeah it's your choice
Shot the nigga in the throat, now the nigga got no voice
Man I had to get rich, it feel like I had no choice
Now a nigga really rich, like the double R, in Rolls Royce
Now a nigga really rich, like the double R, in Rolls Royce
I'm all in, i'm all in
I'm all in, i'm balling
Now i'm on they ass
Redeye or McLaren, 200 on the dash
And we loading up them choppas, hit the gas and go fast
I was worried bout my future, and I made it out my past
How the f*ck I got rich, talking bout being sad?
Kept taking all these L's, I was going out sad
Can't take it out on you, I wasn't trying to be mad
Say sorry to my mom, I wasn't trying to be bad
I'm still on they ass
I'm all in, i'm all in
I'm all in, i'm balling

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