All From Me

[Chorus]
You got my all from me (All from me)
And that's nothing small for me (Small for me)
And you know I don't play for keeps (Play for keeps)
I'm the type to take your heart and lock it up and lose the key
So I need your all from you
I'm expecting that call from you
I done spent around the world, I did this shit here all for you (Here all for you)
As soon as you ain't call, You know I'm your dawg, I'm falling through (I'm falling through)

[Post-Chorus]
I'm somewhere with my momma's son, I'm bound to be in Atlanta
Lil shawty say she wanna hit the sauna, I said I wanna tote my hammer
I just heard some lil brazy shit, my cousin in that slammer
Might mentally fuck me up, I pray the percs make me better
I pray the drank make me bеtter
And the Trackhawk make hеr wetter
Got a 41 on my bezel
I won't trust if you not at this level
She say my chain is heavy, when she rock it she feel special
She always say I'm busy, can't fit her on my schedule
I done ran out on my pace, switched it, 'cause this time I know better
Got my brand new bitch a Maybach, don't tell me you ain't jealous
I'ma hit the stage and break some money off with my fellas
While I was rocking that stage, man she was on OnlyFans getting that cheddar

[Bridge]
You make me not wanna love again, you make me not wanna trust a soul
Gettin', I wouldn't even listen to my friends, in the end it seem like none of them wrong
Gettin' it, I was always on top of my business and money unless you was throwing me off
Always thinkin', how the fuck we got back? - I had no one to call

[Chorus]
You got my all from me (All from me)
And that's nothing small for me (Small for me)
And you know I don't play for keeps (Play for keeps)
I'm the type to take your heart and lock it up and lose the key
So I need your all from you
I'm expecting that call from you
I done spent around the world, I did this shit here all for you (Here all for you)
As soon as you ain't call, You know I'm your dawg, I'm falling through (I'm falling through)

[Post-Chorus]
I'm somewhere with my momma's son, I'm bound to be in Atlanta
Lil shawty say she wanna hit the sauna, I said I wanna tote my hammer
I just heard some lil brazy shit, my cousin in that slammer
Might mentally fuck me up, I pray the percs make me better
I pray the drank make me better
And the Trackhawk make her wetter
Got a 41 on my bezel
I won't trust if you not at this level
She say my chain is heavy, when she rock it she feel special
She always say I'm busy, can't fit her on my schedule
I done ran out on my pace, switched it, 'cause this time I know better
Got my brand new bitch a Maybach, don't tell me you ain't jealous
I'ma hit the stage and break some money off with my fellas
While I was rocking that stage, man she was on OnlyFans getting that cheddar