| They told me it’s all love, but I love all
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| I’m Cash App-in' a couple hundred whenever my brother call
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| Sometimes I like to scandalize, feel like I’m above 'em all
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| It was a joke when he copped out, now he wanna jump the wall
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| Them niggas always with some goofies, gettin' jumped at malls
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| I was tired of fuckin', it was one more condom, I made the condom fall
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| From Stall & Dean jacket, that shit turned to Gucci scarf
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| Like fuck the whole world no matter who involved
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love
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| Man, it’s all love
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| You can’t love me without my brother 'cause it’s all us
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| I’m off a Perc', my brother Doodie, he off a small bus
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| But I’m a baller, when I pass the ball, I yell, «Hut»
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| Gotta watch them cheesy, sneaky bitches, they be stealin' nut
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| I talk down on the trenches' hoes, knowin' damn well I still fucked
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| But the money keep me insane, and I ain’t know what a homie was
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| I was fucked up in the trenches, I ain’t even know what a Rollie was
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| I used to look up to this nigga, but he gave his homie up
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| 'Cause his daughter twelve years old, he gotta go do twenty-one
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| And I don’t fuck with no fuck niggas, so these niggas don’t owe me nothin'
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| Grown niggas act like kids, actin' like they Benjamin Button
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| Put my own fee down for my lawyer, that shit was twenty-one hundred
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| Had a deep talk with my dawg and he still wasn’t comin'
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| With a gun or without his gun, I say he still not runnin'
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| And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hundred, nigga
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love
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| It’s all love, I thought it was real
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| He took a Percocet, wasn’t all tryna pop a pill
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| Tryna prove a point to pop off first, he ain’t your dawg for real
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| I gotta acknowledge that Lam' truck 'cause I had a Bonneville
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| I don’t get mad when the guys tell me no 'cause I know my mama will
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| Different niggas, they rockin' Polo, I’m rockin' Tommy Hil'
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| Trenches niggas, they’ll drop it all when it’s time to kill
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| First time was a throw off on my backgrounds when I signed a deal
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| They say it’s favoritism, nah, these the ones I love the most
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| I bought her two, three diamond chokers 'cause she love to choke
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| 1942 with a small pill, she love the boat
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| Durkio, Smurkio, yeah, she love the G.O.A.T.
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| Yeah, I love them G locks
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| Got away from all them phony niggas, I had to detox
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| They don’t even shoot at niggas no more, they love to beatbox
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| Walked up out your life with a pair of socks
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| That’s two hundred, that’s them G socks
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love (Man, it’s all love)
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| It’s all love |