All My Children

[Verse]
[?], this ain't Old Navy
Balenciaga, these ain’t looks, bitch my drip crazy
I be on mics like drum man paid me
Spend about 10 just this month, my cleat game made me
Wore the same pants all week, they ain't even notice
Fucked 3 bitches in one night, off the beans I'm loaded
Kick the quick one on the Johnny’s almost hit a building
I got these niggas play running, y'all are all my children
Opps got cameras on their block, cars by the building
They ain't stopping my lil' niggas from doing no spending
I had a 50 ball and guns before the pandemic
I was on sicklings before [?] tequila was mixing
Watch your tone before them straps leave them Gucci bags
Hide your bitch before I hand her ass a nut rag
Bitch screaming my name Trey like DJ 1st tag
Shout out the women out there fucking through their Cashapp
That mean green knocked me out like I had Jetlag
One year later, I'm still spending that EMPIRE bag
I'm sick of niggas throwing slugs on their Twitter rant
When halftime open up, on Dame you niggas getting slapped
Kicked, spit on, suplex, bitch smack
Might even DDT shit, I'm on nigga's necks
2 hours later I’m off molly in a trippy [?]
This ain’t the same in my head when I was in Sacramento
I be saying shit you niggas afraid to say
Above all, actually by the 22nd way
Piece for piece, tree to tree, all through alleyway
It's been a minute, but I’m still the king of the blade
Now if if was a hundred dollar bill
Your goofy ass would be sittting on a mil'
Now if I ever go broke or go paralyzed
Banks getting robbed, you getting stripped in [?]

[Instrumental Outro]