[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, I'm a All Money In CEO
Which means that fly money is the life I chose
And they say I think I'm the shit
But I don't think I know
'Cause ain't nobody gave us nuthin', we just got our own
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, Hussle
We standin' on the couches, poppin' bottles, smokin' weed
Fuckin' bitches, lovin' life, makin' money, count cheese
Flow state Cuban links, more cake you would think
It's our birthday, bitches thirsty but we never let 'em drink
First class, leather seats, blue Gucci's on my feet
Or either Chuck Taylor's, get money, fuck haters
What's up to Chuck Taylor, my nigga Compton Menace
AR BlackWall forever y'all my niggas
LAX fifty cities wut's, next volume thrizzy
Then December twenty second South Central State of Mizzy
I bet a hundred thousand that I fuck up the city
The king of L.A. is young Nipsey
And if I'm not I'm so hot, I feel I got that right
A nigga slept him that day and he got shot that night
Choices to consequences if I chip him it's life
So getback for me is like... fuckin' his wife
Imagine that to transition from Slauson to my position
Got a deal went to jail my bro wus fresh up out of prison
And niggas looked like I fuck off wut I was givin'
But the truth is I'm not used to this new way I make my livin'
And since I can't rewind back to dime sacks and shoot outs
And Cadillacs, a young nigga gotta rap
And goin' through it I still knew that I was that
Nigga, plus the walls on my condo need a plaque
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, I'm a All Money In CEO
Which means that fly money is the life I chose
[Verse 2: Yung Brodee]
I'm a fly money All Money In individual
Pullin' racks out for a little bit of visual
Independent money but they swear we some criminals
CEO, a couple mills is wut I'm gettin' to
And I'm always workin' deals in the livin' room
Cannin' dirty money still I think we need a bigger room
And when they see me they say quick wut do that nigga do
Bu they can tell that I'm all about some revenue
Spend quick, never sit like residue
Or I can show these niggas wut my good credit do
700 or higher, u can't clone that
Heard u on a record label already owns that
Something 'bout Brodee, I ain't never gave a loan back
Never had to pay that
Get that money ASAP
Had a big dream like pushin' up in a Maybach
On my J Brown shit, yeah, the 'Big Payback'
Dirty money where I'm from never should u trace that
And we coppin' property u losin', we replace that
[Verse 3: Kid Cali]
And I'm on
Friendinesh put that on the sinernet
All Money In, I'm droppin' after Nip, ain't that some shit
They can't believe it's not butter
The nigga in the mix like Apple Pucker
Fresh off the movie set, Phil in her Hooters next
Wut the fuck did u expect
Nigga, we the best like fuck the rest
I whip a bitch, I hit the switch, I'm the shit, yeah
I admit I'm a dog, I'm a ass, I last
That nigga bust fast, he trash
I'm gone in them upper rooms
Dodgin' all them dummy dudes
Duckin' all them sucker niggas
Gotta get tougher, nigga
I try to tell u lil' mama I ain't that other nigga
Wait, hold up, them niggas got me fucked up
Talkin 'bout I lucked
Up really, wut the fuck is up?
Back on that bullshit, gettin' my Mr. Hanky on
Duck duck deuce, nigga
Who the fuck is u, nigga?
Flyer than a sum, bitch, I run shit
Naw, I ain't the CEO but I be in them videos
Fuckin' all them groupie hoes
Oh nigga, do be told
Wings spread, watch em shed, nigga, yeaarly
Nigga grizzly like the bear be wearly
Nigga spend money like a bitch breath air
U know the feelin' when u on, weell
I'm their welcome to All Money In, grab a chair
