All Day (feat. The Jacka, Tone ..C & Lex Aura)

You hear what I'm sayin', can't explain all that no unless I'm havin' fun

Make it rain on the petty club-goers with my ones

Get a groupie stack of me

'Cause you know I'm mad in love

But you're my baby girl so you should know what's up

Keep it 100, you know everything I do

These bitches wanna pay a ****, I ain't hidin' shit from you

Hey, cop my lair, you should be tryin' get some dough

But I'm fuckin' off, **** try and cop but I'm duckin' off

Gang one bitches out here tryna fuck my boss

Usin' me, you're down to the airflow, I show you things

You might not have it all now but you know who came

Standin' on the stage at my show, all the ladies scream

Wishin' for a fly rap ****, but it's just a dream

I'm feelin' labored, when my paper white

Let you one step, a **** flyin' and take you on a flight

I been outside all days tryna get this paper

Ooh, I'm runnin' with a badass bitch smokin' all different flavors

When I slide through, know my chain's swang and that red paint

I been getting to that money like all day

I said all day, you can't fuck with us

Ooh, I swear to god you can't fuck from us

I saw a **** shot a rock and they applaud their vice

Several convictions for yicki's, you sellin' dope to the vice

Welcome to my life, it ain't trife as it was

'Couple band things up sittin' comfortably tucked

Fuck with the tough, we don't give a fuck 'bout a slut

All this killin' takin' place, like enough is enough

Shit, I grew up in the cuts, it was rougher than normal

Bitch kickin' dough for lil' bruh 'cause he on the formal

Tryna call us with a jaw full of dope smoke

Count the dough, yo, 'cause it's stacked, got a lot to show

Wall painting, raw like cooked dough

She don't mind spendin' time with **** into pushin' dope

****, yeah, I gotta get it, it ain't optional

They ain't want this back when we was smokin' out of optimals

Look around, these new **** is comical

Fung shui, drippin' shit, ****, you **** out of your

I been outside all days tryna get this paper

Ooh, I'm runnin' with a badass bitch smokin' all different flavors

When I slide through, know my chain's swang and that red paint

I been getting to that money like all day

I said all day, you can't fuck with us

Ooh, I swear to god you can't fuck from us

What they speakin' for with money all over the bitch

Blocked up squads to the AM, countin' them chips

Livin' in the trap, I sell drugs to the upper level

They up whatever, got my **** sleepin' with they hammers

It's all pajamas, set 'em up, somebody grab the shovel

Cut a couple for the ones, blowin' all up in the drugs

Smoke is fucked up, it's fucked up they took down our guap

I spit the list, but nowadays the bitch ain't round the top

Problems all up in the struggle, ****, shit happens

Get to clappin' for my homie, that's my brother, dammit

How we move, how we do it, ain't a clue, no snitchin'

Truth or troop, we drive 'em down until they mama doubt it

Where my ****, Mozzy, Juna, Jack, we bring it back

Them fake **** in the game that they ain't ever gonna last

They ain't with the shit, we black and straight, head to tasmin

Down to the wild where my stripes is all actin'

I been outside all days tryna get this paper

Ooh, I'm runnin' with a badass bitch smokin' all different flavors

When I slide through, know my chain's swang and that red paint

I been getting to that money like all day

I said all day, you can't fuck with us

Ooh, I swear to god you can't fuck from us