All Or Not

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[Intro] Bitch Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga Free the motherfuckin' ghetto [Verse] Still remember all them days when we ain't had nothin' I couldn't wait until that day to get a bag pumpin' I dropped out of school early to make some fast money You try to run off with that bag, you a crash dummy We grew up poor, man, my family never had money Turned into a thief, I started stealing unc's stash money Then I cut into big bro like, "Throw a bag on me" I hit the block for thirty days straight and made some mad money I was on the road to fail, but only time could tell Before you can be the best you, you gotta find yourself Any givеn day, this shit can go, so I remind myself I had to take a stеp back from the light, I couldn't blind myself Now I'm into drinkin' lean and fuckin' hoes raw Poppin' pills and smokin' weed until I dose off Tryna ease the pain with anything that holds off I went into a deep depression, I was so lost But somehow or some way, I made a way up out it I didn't know what else to do, so I just prayed about it God showed me that this rap game is just my way up out it I had to leave the streets alone and just stay up out it Now I'm shit talkin' and my name gettin' bigger Now I'm seeing more paper than I ever even visioned My mind sharper than your favorite blade out the kitchen Steady goin' hard, I'm tryna make a way out for my niggas Free all of them boys in that can, we gon' make it right I can't stand to be out here alone, so I'm takin' flight Yes, I'm still livin' in the hood where it ain't safe at night Before I let a nigga kill me, shit, I'll take a life I'm really tryna make it, I'm not rappin' for the fuck of it I get it off the bars, you in the streets, we both hustlin' You got a problem, we gon' shoot it out, I'm not tusslin' I nutted all in this bitch mouth, she kept suckin' it Reminiscing 'bout my dogs, damn, I miss 'em all Every nigga that I love behind prison walls Hurt my heart more every time a nigga miss a call But I gotta stay strong, my nigga, this for y'all Best believe I couldn't do it by myself All them gas station talks that we had right on Welch Without a care in the world, we the let the past write itself Now look at what we did, bitch, we blew up fast without no help We stayed consistent, got them labels breathin' down our necks I'm tryna make a mil' in cash before I leave up out the 6 Plus I gotta move my fam before I leave up out this bitch We livin' in a warzone, you can't leave without a stick Stay protected, keep your people strong, nigga, that's all you got I came straight up out the trenches, now a nigga call the shots Bein' one hundred, I'm respected in these streets, just call the block I put in work to put my city on the map, it's all or not
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Credits
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- RMC Mike