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I Want It All Video (MV)




Performed By: Fts Fetah
Length: 1:58
Written by: Carlos Hernandez




Fts Fetah - I Want It All Lyrics




Aye aye Fts Fetah ayyyeee
Two thousand nineteen
Aye
Been on my lane
Step in the scene and I switch up the game
Trap blowing up like propane
Whats the domain
Pull up and spray
Dont play no games
Do it my way
Now a days everyone fake
I cannot wait
Im here to take
Live in these streets
Putting my life at stake
Heater on me who wants to die today
F*ck a case I ain't going down today
I live a life of a sinner every day I pray
Speed in the foreign like I got no breaks
You either real or a fake
There's no debate
Aye there's no debate
Got a money date
I can't be late
You never brought none to the plate
We can't conversate
I'm leveling up sending packs out of state
Designer the fit I'm splashing waves
I wanna be rich stay out my way
Baby I'mma trapstar come get a taste
We can chill at my place
We can f*ck in anyway
Then I'll be on my way
Got no time for no babe
Backwoods to the face
Trap out all day
Got that work it snows everyday
I'm sipping lean in the bay
Making plays in L.A
Everyday I celebrate
If your looking for beef you can get it in anyway
F*ck an opp and a cop they cropped
No lames in my circle I'm headed to the top
All these niggas all talk
Late night riding we gonn make bodies rot
Run up at your block unload my glock
I'm aiming for tops
Yeah I'm a boss
Going hard till I fall
Big money never small
Been bout what I talk
Big plays watch me ball
I want it all been on this money chase
I'm taking it all
Young Fetah up on floss
Bad bitch give me top
Diamonds on frost
Aye
Bad bitch give me top
Diamonds on frost
Aye
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Aye aye Fts Fetah ayyyeee
Two thousand nineteen
Aye
Been on my lane
Step in the scene and I switch up the game
Trap blowing up like propane
Whats the domain
Pull up and spray
Dont play no games
Do it my way
Now a days everyone fake
I cannot wait
Im here to take
Live in these streets
Putting my life at stake
Heater on me who wants to die today
F*ck a case I ain't going down today
I live a life of a sinner every day I pray
Speed in the foreign like I got no breaks
You either real or a fake
There's no debate
Aye there's no debate
Got a money date
I can't be late
You never brought none to the plate
We can't conversate
I'm leveling up sending packs out of state
Designer the fit I'm splashing waves
I wanna be rich stay out my way
Baby I'mma trapstar come get a taste
We can chill at my place
We can f*ck in anyway
Then I'll be on my way
Got no time for no babe
Backwoods to the face
Trap out all day
Got that work it snows everyday
I'm sipping lean in the bay
Making plays in L.A
Everyday I celebrate
If your looking for beef you can get it in anyway
F*ck an opp and a cop they cropped
No lames in my circle I'm headed to the top
All these niggas all talk
Late night riding we gonn make bodies rot
Run up at your block unload my glock
I'm aiming for tops
Yeah I'm a boss
Going hard till I fall
Big money never small
Been bout what I talk
Big plays watch me ball
I want it all been on this money chase
I'm taking it all
Young Fetah up on floss
Bad bitch give me top
Diamonds on frost
Aye
Bad bitch give me top
Diamonds on frost
Aye
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Writer: Carlos Hernandez
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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