All In

(Gang, uh)

I had to get everything that I wanted

That's why I be going all out for this shit

First I was viewing my dreams, now I'm out on my feet

Tryna make a cool hunnid real quick

I keep on runnin' up digits, then spending it all

Tryna get me a new lil fit

Shorties they hitting my line, tryna waste all my time

Tryna give me a good time and shit, I post a pic on the gram

They forgot who I am

I'm that young nigga who keep on stunnin'

I had a dream, I marched up to my dreams

I ain't MLK, but they know how I be coming

I had to keep up my step even when I was hungry

Like Gandhi, I ain't stepping for nothing

I gotta make it out, so I can bring out some niggas like Harriet

Bitch, I ain't fronting

All of my Niggas, they know how I'm coming

All of my niggas ain't stressing on nothing

But if we see 12 then we gon get to clutching

Hop in them bushes, yeah we gon start ducking

I had to get everything that I wanted

That's why I be going all out for this shit

First I was viewing my dreams, now I'm out on my feet

Tryna make a cool hunnid real quick

I keep on running up digits then spending it all

Tryna get me a new lil fit

Shorties they hitting my line tryna waste all my time

Tryna give me a good time 'n' shit

I'm just a young nigga who tryna blow

If there's a chance then I ain't finna choke

I'm speeding off with this rap shit, won't fumble the ball

Yeah, Riah know how this shit go

I'm from the raq so I know I'm gon blow

Stacking shit up, so I feel like a boss

If I lost all of the shit on my name

I know these niggas finna cut ties and go ghost

That's why I'm staying where I'm at, I can't ever go back

Like Rosa I'm doing the most

They tryna take my spot like I ain't excellence

Told all them niggas I want all the smoke

I ain't gon' lie, I'm ahead of my class

Not in that Science, nor English, or Math

Give me a year or two and we gon' see who done made it the farthest

And who in they bag

Only 16 and just look where I'm at

Money ain't everything swear that's a fact

I done ran up a lil' band, then they peeped I got money

And niggas didn't know how to act

All of these racks I done made, it's clean money

When I was broke, shorties thought it was funny

He who laughs last got the best laugh

Now I'm up and now these shorties looking real bummy

I had to get everything that I wanted

That's why I be going all out for this shit

First I was viewing my dreams

Now I'm out on my feet tryna make a cool hunnid real quick

I keep on running up digits then spending it all

Tryna get me a new lil' fit

Shorties they hitting my line tryna waste all my time

Tryna give me a good time 'n' shit

I gotta make it out, so I can bring out some niggas like Harriet

Bitch, I ain't fronting, bitch, I ain't fronting, bitch, I ain't fronting

Uh, bitch, I ain't fronting