All About It

[Chorus: French Montana]

Made it from these corners, we already won

It ain't where you at, nigga, it's where you from

I'd rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun

Talking 'bout the shit we already done

All about it (yeah) I know all about it

All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it

All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it

All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]

Riding round the city with a loaded gun (loaded)

If them people grab you, then you know you done (finished)

Get indicted, give a lawyer all your ones

Now, you gotta fight it or go on the run

Re-ing up, bagging up

Weekly profits ain't adding up (nah)

Keep spending the money, you keep swagging up (why?)

You got bad energy, that's why you bad with luck

I don't wanna hear the story about you had it rough (no)

Short money to the plug and he had enough

If he kill your whole family, it's sad as fuck (sad)

But you knew what the deal was when you grabbed the stuff (Woo!)

Situations, sophistication

Death is waiting, anticipation (coming)

Feel the hate and humiliation (feel that)

Hit your loved ones, affiliation (ah, man)

It's all in time though, we fall, we climb though

Just ease your mind though, but read the sign though (relax)

Light your weed up, sip your wine slow

Kick your feet up, believe me, I know (I know all about it)

[Chorus: French Montana]

Made it from these corners, we already won

It ain't where you at, nigga, it's where you from

I'd rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun

Talking 'bout the shit we already done

All about it (yeah) I know all about it

All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it

All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it

All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it

[Verse 2: Fabolous]

They say one thing, but do the other, I know all about it

Actions speak louder than words, we don't talk about it

I knew we was gon' make it, but they all would doubt it

Them crabs in the barrel hate to see you crawlin' out it

Fuck it though

Keep my head high and my bucket low

Everywhere I go, gotta tuck it though

A baller gon' still get buckets, yo, not chucking though

I'm just shooting my shot every chance I get

Won't let the fake love romance my shit

Need mine upfront, advance my shit

Or get three in your hat, don't chance that shit

Them sticks crack, not Kit-Kats

We click clack, not chit-chat

No six pack, but a big gat, in the 6, black

But my shit matte, you ain't with that

Stop the mouthing off get my guys involved

Stomp you 'til your shit crack, mazel tov, yeah

[Chorus: French Montana]

Made it from these corners, we already won

It ain't where you at, nigga, it's where you from

I'd rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun

Talking 'bout the shit we already done

All about it (yeah) I know all about it

All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it

All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it

All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it