All I Got

Lyrics

[Intro: ] (BeatGang) Ayy [Chorus] I gave the streets all that I've got (All that I got) Blood, sweat and everything (Ooh, yeah, yeah) And more (Everything and more) I gave the streets all that I've got (All that I got, yeah) Drugs, scams and everything (BandGang, ooh, yeah, yeah) And more (Everything and more, yeah) [Verse 1] Thank God the rental made it back again I get caught again, it's over with, I'm doin' ten Real niggas don't fold, take it to the chin But you wouldn't know 'cause real somethin' you ain't never been I-75, -94, -96 BandMan told me the ropes and it was over with Hitchhiker, I've been on the road ever since Like a petty-ass nigga, I need every cent Really made the cheese you rap about makin' Sittin' in that rental six hours, gettin' aggravated Touchin' down with so much cheese, you gotta calculate it Ten times ten, learn your times tables Used to struggle tryna help my mama with the rent Risk it all, know she ain't gotta work for shit Y'all niggas ass backwards, worried 'bout a bitch That's gon' play it crazy when you down to have you lookin' sick [Chorus] I gave the streets all that I've got (All that I got, yeah) Blood, sweat and everything (Ooh, yeah, yeah) And more (Everything and more) I gave the streets all that I've got (All that I got, yeah) Drugs, scams and everything (Ooh, yeah, yeah) And more (Everything and more, yeah) [Verse 2] When they killed my nigga Dots, I was sick Goin' through Backwoods like a camping trip The opps got on Twitter talkin' cash shit Now they all dead, what a coincidence My daddy was a real nigga, R.I.P The apple don't fall far from the tree If your son crack cards, he probably work for me But if he a hater like his daddy, he don't fuck with me I learned firsthand about frontin' niggas They'd fuck the bag up, then ask for forgiveness Spend your money on some hoes, on the 'Gram wiggin' Then act like you did him wrong when you decide to kill him Made more people rich than the Illuminati In that white jeep, was Skinny, LB and Lonnie Receipts fallin' out my Nike joggy Biggs'll tell you for his self when he get out the commi' [Chorus] I gave the streets all that I've got (All that I got, yeah) Blood, sweat and everything (Ooh, yeah, yeah) And more (Everything and more) I gave the streets all that I've got (All that I got, yeah) Drugs, scams and everything (Ooh, yeah, yeah) And more (Everything and more, yeah) [Outro] (BeatGang)