All Love

Aye, aye, aye, aye

I don't even like you ****

I don't even, aye

I don't even like you ****

Why wouldn't I bring my pistol?

Why wouldn't I put this Jeep in track and let you hear the engine?

Did her wrong, she got me back, we don't even gotta mention

She for the streets but she retired, a lame ass **** her pension

I miss the hood, I ain't gon' lie, but Mama said don't risk it

I looked a Barbie in her eyes and said, "I'm not your Ken though"

I'm in the car right now, I'm flying but still too late, I missed you

Damn, damn, damn, aye

You got me beat with that, I don't even know how you sleep with that

If the love real, keep it that, before this shit too deep for that

I changed they life and they don't even rap, the fans ask me for that

**** want beef but you don't want blood, you better keep it rap

Ran into trouble outta town, that's where they tweaking at

Karma a bitch, she go 'round, ain't no secret there

Damn, aye, Tune, you kidding yourself

You do drugs to keep your peace but they say you killing yourself

I fuck you to get at her and now you feeling yourself

You so high, you said you God, you must repent for yourself

Aye, aye, I don't even like you ****

I don't even, aye, I don't even, aye

I don't even like you ****

Why wouldn't I bring my pistol?

Why wouldn't I put this Jeep in track, let you hear the engine?

I don't even, aye, I don't even like you ****

I don't even like you ****

I don't even like you ****

I don't even like you ****

Why wouldn't I bring my pistol?

Why wouldn't I put this Jeep in track, let you hear the engine?

Did her wrong, she got me back, we don't even gotta mention

Damn, damn, damn, aye

I don't even like you ****

Why wouldn't I bring my pistol?

I don't even like you ****

Damn, damn, I don't even

Aye, aye, aye