All My Life

Album cover art for "All My Life" by LOE Shimmy

LOE Shimmy - Rap, In English

All My Life

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Duration: 2:52

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Lyrics

[Intro] Ain't gon' lie, ain't gon' lie, I love this beat right here, uh (Vince, pull up to the stu', man) Zombieland Taliban shit, man, y'all know what it is, man Uh, uh-uh Fire up that Black & Mild, man, pass me that Black & Mild so that Perc' can kick in Uh, uh [Verse 1] Percocets and Wock', I love this feelin', brand new Rolex hittin' Catch me in the trap re-rockin' bricks just like I'm Bob the Builder I'm gon' hit the top, l don't wanna fuck, girl, I just want your ceilin' You don't believe me? Go 'head, ask Sos, one boy, I'm a pro at spinnin' Say she leavin', I won't give a fuck long as my Js keep spinnin' Niggas dissin', I'ma drop that bag and have my killers end 'em Cost to step, Givenchy denim, I'm on drugs to boost momentum I play all positions, when it's time to blitz, I switch to center They ain't wanna let me in the door, I had to break and enter She so fine, I had to get her, let me slide right in her Play, I want him gone, I can't control my temper Sippin' dirty Sprite, got a bad bitch on my right like Kylie Jenner Eat me at the light inside that Maybach truck just like it's dinner Know I'm havin', got Margiela mink coat on, ain't even winter Pants keep saggin', 'cause I stuffed a hundred in my Chrome Heart denim I ain't braggin', I could boss your life up, bitch, fuck with a winner [Chorus] Uh, all of my life I been spinnin' Uh, make her my wife, have my children Uh, I froze my wrist, got me chillin' Uh, I catch them dissin', I'm killin' Uh, streets left me scarred, I need healin' Uh, I snuck my rod in the building Uh, I dive inside, what a feelin' Uh, I'm just tryna run up these millions [Verse 2] And then repeat, pussy nigga, better not play, delete Rap don't gotta pay me, l'ma eat, Rick Owens on my feet Somewhere on an island, bad bitch eat me up right out my sleep My lil' niggas wildin', we been spinnin', drillin' shit for weeks Rather run up millions than a beef, this shit ain't for the weak Once these braces out, I go hit Johnny, thirty on my teeth My Rick Owens furry, vision blurry, I'm so high, can't see I shoot like KD on OKC, that switchy stay with me [Chorus] Uh, all of my life I been spinnin' Uh, make her my wife, have my children Uh, I froze my wrist, got me chillin' Uh, I catch them dissin', I'm killin' Uh, streets left me scarred, I need healin' Uh, I snuck my rod in the building Uh, I dive inside, what a feelin' Uh, I'm just tryna run up these millions

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Credits

Writers
  • LOE Shimmy
  • Vince Made The Beat