I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
Ay
I been in the game since a prefix
On Kirkwood with hippies needing a quick fix
No hard rocks, but when life knocked
I was at your door
I had 1 for 20. 2 for 40 and much more
I was only 13 when I met the plug
Big yankee player on the forest mayne showing love
If you made that call and he ain't answer you would call me
Everybody answer for the kid on the second ring
I was in that parking lot when shit was getting real
All the homies blunts to spark and some time to kill
Them abbey days were wild but we lived it up
Smoking up the vacos and never gave a f*ck
I remember hitting Jarred for my first gram
Spent my lunch money just to go and hit the fan
The block was sowed up and we were living good
I hit J Real and all I said was what's good
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
When Von hit me saying Snob you family now
In them Westside halls we were moving round
All down the wood we were tappin in blowing loud
Tesha would call us up like get home right now
Posted in Waldamar park
Doing link ups and shit
Couple potheads block
Smoking reefer and shit
We used to ball and parley
Getting High den a bitch
Niggas was getting beat up
We locked in when they switched
I was youngest in them days but I held my own
If you played me for my you were all alone
Even the OGs on the block couldn't f*ck with me
They knew I'd make the call and have shit get ugly
Glad I made it out them days, a lot a homies didn't
I got some dead or in jail, even some pending
I wonder if my moms knew about my style of living
Either way she know I'm good, she don't do the trippin
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I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
Ay
I been in the game since a prefix
On Kirkwood with hippies needing a quick fix
No hard rocks, but when life knocked
I was at your door
I had 1 for 20. 2 for 40 and much more
I was only 13 when I met the plug
Big yankee player on the forest mayne showing love
If you made that call and he ain't answer you would call me
Everybody answer for the kid on the second ring
I was in that parking lot when shit was getting real
All the homies blunts to spark and some time to kill
Them abbey days were wild but we lived it up
Smoking up the vacos and never gave a f*ck
I remember hitting Jarred for my first gram
Spent my lunch money just to go and hit the fan
The block was sowed up and we were living good
I hit J Real and all I said was what's good
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
When Von hit me saying Snob you family now
In them Westside halls we were moving round
All down the wood we were tappin in blowing loud
Tesha would call us up like get home right now
Posted in Waldamar park
Doing link ups and shit
Couple potheads block
Smoking reefer and shit
We used to ball and parley
Getting High den a bitch
Niggas was getting beat up
We locked in when they switched
I was youngest in them days but I held my own
If you played me for my you were all alone
Even the OGs on the block couldn't f*ck with me
They knew I'd make the call and have shit get ugly
Glad I made it out them days, a lot a homies didn't
I got some dead or in jail, even some pending
I wonder if my moms knew about my style of living
Either way she know I'm good, she don't do the trippin
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
Ay
I been in the game since a prefix
On Kirkwood with hippies needing a quick fix
No hard rocks, but when life knocked
I was at your door
I had 1 for 20. 2 for 40 and much more
I was only 13 when I met the plug
Big yankee player on the forest mayne showing love
If you made that call and he ain't answer you would call me
Everybody answer for the kid on the second ring
I was in that parking lot when shit was getting real
All the homies blunts to spark and some time to kill
Them abbey days were wild but we lived it up
Smoking up the vacos and never gave a f*ck
I remember hitting Jarred for my first gram
Spent my lunch money just to go and hit the fan
The block was sowed up and we were living good
I hit J Real and all I said was what's good
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
I'm all in
When Von hit me saying Snob you family now
In them Westside halls we were moving round
All down the wood we were tappin in blowing loud
Tesha would call us up like get home right now
Posted in Waldamar park
Doing link ups and shit
Couple potheads block
Smoking reefer and shit
We used to ball and parley
Getting High den a bitch
Niggas was getting beat up
We locked in when they switched
I was youngest in them days but I held my own
If you played me for my you were all alone
Even the OGs on the block couldn't f*ck with me
They knew I'd make the call and have shit get ugly
Glad I made it out them days, a lot a homies didn't
I got some dead or in jail, even some pending
I wonder if my moms knew about my style of living
Either way she know I'm good, she don't do the trippin
Writer: Tyler Sorrell
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