All The Time

Lyrics
[Intro] Huh Nah, for real Therapy (You weren't even a cool breeze for my man, Taz) Huh [Verse] Niggas don't want me to win, niggas be wantin' me dead I can't express the stuff that really go through my head I got two or three niggas calling me from the feds I gotta watch out for enemies, gotta watch out for friends I got three or four families that depend on me now Can't let these niggas get me got or trick me out my spot When you the one, man, that shit be a lot 'Cause when you at the top, all these niggas wanna see is you drop, huh Pull up in that Mulsanne, shorty in that new Range On the road, tryna get that cream like I'm Wu-Tang Rich now, I remember scraping up that loose change Niggas sayin' I changed, nah, nigga you've changed I'm rock-solid, but some niggas ain't built for this A couple M's up off of rap, I would've killed for this I'm from Detroit where we hustle and be killin' shit I wanna drop a tear, but lately, I ain't been feelin' shit I'm numb to it, wanna kill me? Then come do it I'm blessed, all this shit from music How the fuck am I losing? Nigga, when I started with nothin' Then all of a sudden, people wanna call me for nothin' I know they callin' for money So many people that love me that never saw me in public Even in trouble, only calling who coming They all around when it's sunny Then go away when it thunder A lot of people gon' hate you unless you making 'em money My daddy used to tell me, "Don't forget to pray when it's sunny" I watched the prey get preyed on. then start prayin' on somethin' Ain't playing with life, these niggas be playin' with dice I wish my daddy beat that cash shit twice I wish we got a second chance at life I wish me and bro was friends for life Nigga, I wish I could dance like Mike Me and Monte was spandex-tight We ain't beefing, I'm just saying it's life Huh I fell out with Teezy over twelve hundred I wish Meek ain't never tell nothin', I know he'll nail somethin' Bodies on my conscious, feel like I'ma go to hell or somethin' Found out why people around me don't ever tell me nothin' 'Cause I put it on the floor, for real Thinkin' that I'm bein' real, really, I just need to chill Niggas wanna see me fail, know exactly how that feel I'm a tweaker for real, I don't need not a pill I get shit dropped, for real, nigga flip-flop, for real Lil' bitch, I'll kill, think I won't, but I will, I'm for real Huh
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Credits
- Writers
- Elijah Daniel Matthies
- MIA JAY C
- Skilla Baby