All In It

[Chorus]

You ain’t gon' see me in it, all the cars are tinted

I made myself a milli', but we all gon' spend it (Yeah)

Never second guess you, it was hard in the beginnin'

Had to grind for a minute, now we shine for a livin' (Shine)

Always could be worse, I save all of your pennies

Ain’t gotta go to church, I know God still gon' listen

Only spittin' facts and ain’t none of this is fiction

I ain’t trustin' on you bitches, I’ma cherish all these riches

[Verse 1]

Mink flo' stompin' I’ma man on a mission

I’m big dog poppin', you can play in my division (Yeah)

Crystal pop, they comparin' me to Drizzy

Her lips lip lockin' on my dick like they kissin'

I just cashed out on a crib out in Lennox

Chandelier in the ceiling, diamonds spinnin' like a pendant

Six new whips and ain’t none of these are rented

Her pussy wet, I’m trampoline jumpin' in it

This a double cup of codeine, not Henny

Free my cuz, I really wish that I could see my nigga, hey

Tryna show you our dream that I’m livin'

They can’t see what I’m feelin'

They ain’t grieve for these better days

Old like the real chief my nigga

I can teach my nigga, how to eat in another way

Bought a Lamb' and I won’t speed for a couple days

Try the fam, I remember me goin' through a phase

[Chorus]

You ain’t gon' see me in it, all the cars are tinted

I made myself a milli', but we all gon' spend it (Yeah)

Never second guess you, it was hard in the beginnin'

Had to grind for a minute, now we shine for a livin' (Shine)

Always could be worse, I save all of your pennies

Ain’t gotta go to church, I know God still gon' listen

Only spittin' facts and ain’t none of this is fiction

I ain’t trustin' on you bitches, I’ma cherish all these riches

[Verse 2]

Summertime, everything all in it

Exotic pop, I got red all in it

Me and my dawgs tight like Kel and Kenan

I'm drippin' on sight, YSL on my fitted

Jimmy on tight, I ain't playin' with you bitches

Semi on loaded, I ain't scared of you niggas

Back in the Maybach, got my head in the pillow

Twenty bands on chinchillas, I'm the man with the dealer

I don't wanna take off for your head over riddles

I got big, you still little, but with tens, I don't wanna eight

Black Mercedes with a coupe and a Sprinter

Glass roof in the ceiling, we got proof that we gettin' it, ayy

They ain’t think that I can do it but I did it

Had to show ‘em I ain’t a gimmick, I get paid for the realer, mane

Million dollar worth of drip when I got appraised

I can’t see myself workin’ for a lower wage

[Chorus]

You ain’t gon' see me in it, all the cars are tinted

I made myself a milli', but we all gon' spend it (Yeah)

Never second guess you, it was hard in the beginnin'

Had to grind for a minute, now we shine for a livin' (Shine)

Always could be worse, I save all of your pennies

Ain’t gotta go to church, I know God still gon' listen

Only spittin' facts and ain’t none of this is fiction

I ain’t trustin' on you bitches, I’ma cherish all these riches