All Love

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'on't even like you niggas
I'on't even, ayy
I'on't even like you niggas
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 from the streets but she retired, a lame ass nigga I'm pinchin'
I miss the hood I ain't gon' lie my mama said, "Don't risk it"
I looked a Barbie in her eyes and said, "I'm not your Ken Doll"
I'm in the car right now I'm flyin', but still too late I missed you
Damn, damn, damn, ayy
You got me beat with that, I'on't even know how you sleep with that
If the love real keep with that before this shit too deep for that
I changed they life and they don't even rap, the fans ask me for that
Nigga want beef but you don't want blood you better keep it rap
Ran out of trouble to out of town but that's where they tweakin' at
Karma a bitch, she go around, it ain't no secret then
Damn, ayy, Tune you kiddin' yourself
You do drugs and keep your peace but they say you killin' yourself
I fuck you to get at her and now you feelin' yourself
You so high you said you God you must repent to yourself

Ayy, ayy
I'on't even like you niggas
I'on't even, ayy
I'on't even, ayy
I'on't even like you niggas
Why wouldn't I bring my pistol?
Why wouldn't I put this Jeep in Track and let you hear the engine?
I'on't even, ayy
I'on't even like you niggas
I'on't even like you niggas
I'on't even like you niggas
I'on't even like you niggas
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
Damn, damn, damn, ayy
I'on't even like you niggas
Why wouldn't I bring my pistol?
I'on't even like you niggas, like, huh
Damn, damn, I'on't even
Ayy, ayy, ayy