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Lil Baby & G Herbo

All On Me

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Hip-Hop/Rap

All On Me was released on December 3, 2025 by Quality Control Music/Motown Records as a part of the album The Leaks

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lil Baby

Vocals

G Herbo

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dominique' Jones

Dominique' Jones

Songwriter

James Therrien

Songwriter

Eric Toddwilliams

Eric Toddwilliams

Songwriter

Maxwell Ramsey

Songwriter

Shannon Sanders

Shannon Sanders

Songwriter

Zeus Negrete

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

JT Beatz

Producer

Egon

Producer

Thomas “Tillie” Mann

Mixing Engineer

Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow

Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry

Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Anthony Tran

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Colin Leonard

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

When you got so much on your mind that you can't sleep right

Run up fifty million, somehow still duckin' a street light

Set the hood on fire and they put cameras on our street light

Got a lean appetite, if I don't smoke, then I can't eat right

I'm a father, rappin', hustlin'-ass ****, I live three lives

I'm a young black man, so to society, I got three strikes

I've been tryna change my life up for real, but it don't seem right

Heard the opps been poppin' out at clubs, get brodie'nem the green light

They get flipped

Magic City-ass ****, see 'em, they get stripped

Actin' like they with it, no, they ain't, I just don't get it

I try to put my foot in your shoes, but it just wouldn't fit

When you got Jewish lawyers worth seven figures, a charge won't stick

And anytime I feel uncomfortable, I'm uppin' my blick

Went to the White House, met the president for my **** in the system

It's kind of crazy that we beefin', I got love for your sister

But I been somewhere countin' money up till my hand get a blister

And I been thinkin' 'bout stealin' your heart, but I'm still iffy

And we been fuckin' from the start, but now this shit feel different

I know you tired of hearing me talk, but bae, I need you to listen

We started all this shit from nothin', look how I ran up them digits, yeah (Woo)

[Verse 2]

Plain clothes spillers (Yeah)

From elementary to middle school, I'm with the same ****

I'll never say nothin' sour 'bout you 'cause I ain't bitter

I don't care if he got a billion of dollars, I'm still realer

We call X pills Skittlz and Percocets Percs

This my last time tryin' this shit, I hope it work

I did all that for you to turn sour, hope it was worth it

If you pray together, you stay together, I took her ass to church

And I done ran out of handouts, you better take your ass to work

And I call it how I see it, hope I won't come off as a jerk

Me and my dog made a lil' bet for a hundred bands he won't take a Perc'

Me and my dogs got a understandin' for a hundred bands (Uh)

[Verse 3]

I be scalin' through the trenches, tryin' tell real from the fake

Really had to master havin' distance, so I wouldn't fall for the bait

Young **** slip through the system, couldn't fall victim to the state

We made sure the hood ate and still feel victim to the hate

Had to find my confidence 'cause I'm that ****, no debate

And I face the consequence for always handin' out my plate

I was workin' 'round the clock, I told my bitch I'm gon' be late

Real hustler, I lost seven figures, now I'm havin' eight, yeah

Now I feel Jay, The Blueprint, now I'm in L.A. in new whips

Ridin' in the Lamb' with two sticks, takin' out my kids to Ruth Chris

Heard the block say they miss me, gotta stay free, I keep distance

Opps ain't alive, who missin'? Swerve still'a slide, who dissin'?

I ain't never lacked, cops knew the slang, I'll know the vibe, who snitchin'?

Pride to the side when you went broke every single time, who fixed it?

I was on point for the team, had to smoke doinks just to dream

Had to mix Percs with the lean, still was the first at the scene

I was fucked up mentally, bae, I said some shit that hurt, I ain't mean it

Hoes don't mean shit to me, I know they'll take a Birk' before a ring

[Verse 4]

Woke up cryin' out my sleep, I had to pray off my demons

Next day I went to fuck up 50K off at Neiman's

My OG say she don't like when I'm in 'Raq, I don't neither

But I still go back to make sure shit intact, I'm a leader

Went to Gladiator School, I'm a true, I'm a meter

In attendance, had to back for my repentance, I'm decent

If I gotta up my strap and let it clap, I don't need it

Call my lawyer up with five hundred racks, I'ma beat it

I keep speakin' 'bout some shit, feel like it never happened

**** really out here snitchin' and they still rappin'

I'm a natural-born savage, I ain't average

Never show my weakness, so I'm weepin' while in traffic

Six mansions in, I come from sleepin' on a mattress

Me, I don't respond to Instagram, I let 'em have it (They can have that shit)

[Outro]

Swerve, Wham, we on

We on (They know we on)

We on that (Let's get it)

But it's never been about that

Written by: Dominique' Jones, Eric Toddwilliams, James Therrien, Maxwell Ramsey, Shannon Sanders, Zeus Negrete

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