[Intro]
You know I've lost a lot of homies
A lot of friends do a lot of fucking bullshit man
Drugs, violence, suicide
Fuck it
[Verse 1]
I don't need nobody but myself that's the truth and I know that
All the snakes that betrayed the mistakes that I made
Man I'm wishing right now I could go back
But it's time to move on right everything is all right
Time to chill out, live a calm life
But it's deja vu, seems like I can't choose
If I wanna sell dope or spit a rhyme, I'm
Losing my mind
Every day I wake up like why the hell am I breathing
I feel like killing someone just give me a fucking reason
I think it's in my soul to chop you up into pieces
I'm a schizophrenic psycho, I said it bitch and I mean it, ah
Oh lord not this shit again
This could've been sorry, but Swish for the win
Slick with a green hit him with a fist to the chin
Bitch I'm a king I don't need to list anything
Motherfuckers tryna tell me I'm not nice
I'm godlike, cut you with the blade of a hot knife
The stack power pounds of spinach like Popeye
I chop like, in the best rappers I'm top five
When it comes down to what I'ma drop another one I wanna get around you
But you could try to copy it but homie you was [?]
But everybody love my shit it'll make your lady dance to
[Hook]
I've been underestimated I've been counted out
This is all I got man, I ain't falling out
I've lost a lot of homies, some in jail or in the ground
I gotta make a photo man, I gotta make them proud
I've been underestimated, I've been counted out
This is all I got man, I ain't falling out
I've lost a lot of homies, some in jail or in the ground
I gotta make a photo man, I gotta make them proud
[Verse 2]
I feel shame for the people that I hurt in my life and I mean that
All along it was me full of hatred and greed, all those times damn I wish I could've seen that
But I gotta play my cards right, gotta get my bars right
I was doing good until I lost sight
But it's deja vu, seems like I can't choose
If I wanna sell dope or spit a rhyme, I'm
Losing my mind
If only I could go back and change myself for the better
I wouldn't be this way, always causing people this terror
I can't look at my eyes when I'm looking up in the mirror
I'm sorry mama didn't want you knowing I was a dealer
But everything that happened that happened for a reason
I lost my momma, Johnny, dad I was almost defeated
I shed so many tears man I couldn't even believe it
I can't even go to sleep without being tortured by demons
Agh, what the fuck am I gonna do now, I'm a loose hound underground with the cool sounds
But the truth now motherfuckers like [?]
Left Lane coming through now
I ain't finished I'm getting out while the getting's good
They just hatin' debatin' because they never could
When they name me they make me feel like I'm 7 foot
I'm better than whoever, man you could see that I'm [?]
[Hook]
I've been underestimated I've been counted out
This is all I got man, I ain't falling out
I've lost a lot of homies, some in jail or in the ground
I gotta make a photo man, I gotta make them proud
I've been underestimated, I've been counted out
This is all I got man, I ain't falling out
I've lost a lot of homies, some in jail or in the ground
I gotta make a photo man, I gotta make them proud
All I Got was written by Swisha T.
All I Got was produced by Cartier Jones.