Godly essence when I speak on the beat
Hear me spit and watch this sound get freaked
You know you safe with me
All them secrets, girl, you know I'ma keep
I keeps it G, nothing flaw bout me
I'm a different type of blessing, baby
I come stress-free with good genes
Shout out Lil' Bro, he turned a gram into a hundred P's
J-Will still on go mode, tell that man to lay low
He hate a pussy, nigga, bro, the one to get you halo
Why you talkin' bout that money that you ain't gettin'?
Tellin' stories in your raps, your whole life fiction
You ask for game, we give it to you, but you don't listen
I'm the hardest MC since that nigga Kendrick no lie
Nothing ever falsified, steady duckin' homicides
Watchin' out for police, what matters is my black life
Protected by the most high, Jet Fuel, give me red eyes
I like to keep the peace and love, so please don't test my gangsta side
I'm devastated, you thought that you could rap with me Yeah, boy, you crazy, crazy
I'm on my big dawg shit, you just a lil' baby
Yeah, I'm the one, yeah, I'm the truth, just like Paul and Tracy
I want her Cash Doll thick, yeah, big body Mercedes
Ride around with me, catch these frequencies
Come and master the art of calligraphy
Create the peace, maintain the peace
I don't do no talking less a beat is knockin'
Collect a check with both arms, hoe, we milly rock it
Ross Collins - All My Love Lyrics
Ross Collins - All My Love Lyrics
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Godly essence when I speak on the beat
Hear me spit and watch this sound get freaked
You know you safe with me
All them secrets, girl, you know I'ma keep
I keeps it G, nothing flaw bout me
I'm a different type of blessing, baby
I come stress-free with good genes
Shout out Lil' Bro, he turned a gram into a hundred P's
J-Will still on go mode, tell that man to lay low
He hate a pussy, nigga, bro, the one to get you halo
Why you talkin' bout that money that you ain't gettin'?
Tellin' stories in your raps, your whole life fiction
You ask for game, we give it to you, but you don't listen
I'm the hardest MC since that nigga Kendrick no lie
Nothing ever falsified, steady duckin' homicides
Watchin' out for police, what matters is my black life
Protected by the most high, Jet Fuel, give me red eyes
I like to keep the peace and love, so please don't test my gangsta side
I'm devastated, you thought that you could rap with me Yeah, boy, you crazy, crazy
I'm on my big dawg shit, you just a lil' baby
Yeah, I'm the one, yeah, I'm the truth, just like Paul and Tracy
I want her Cash Doll thick, yeah, big body Mercedes
Ride around with me, catch these frequencies
Come and master the art of calligraphy
Create the peace, maintain the peace
I don't do no talking less a beat is knockin'
Collect a check with both arms, hoe, we milly rock it
Hear me spit and watch this sound get freaked
You know you safe with me
All them secrets, girl, you know I'ma keep
I keeps it G, nothing flaw bout me
I'm a different type of blessing, baby
I come stress-free with good genes
Shout out Lil' Bro, he turned a gram into a hundred P's
J-Will still on go mode, tell that man to lay low
He hate a pussy, nigga, bro, the one to get you halo
Why you talkin' bout that money that you ain't gettin'?
Tellin' stories in your raps, your whole life fiction
You ask for game, we give it to you, but you don't listen
I'm the hardest MC since that nigga Kendrick no lie
Nothing ever falsified, steady duckin' homicides
Watchin' out for police, what matters is my black life
Protected by the most high, Jet Fuel, give me red eyes
I like to keep the peace and love, so please don't test my gangsta side
I'm devastated, you thought that you could rap with me Yeah, boy, you crazy, crazy
I'm on my big dawg shit, you just a lil' baby
Yeah, I'm the one, yeah, I'm the truth, just like Paul and Tracy
I want her Cash Doll thick, yeah, big body Mercedes
Ride around with me, catch these frequencies
Come and master the art of calligraphy
Create the peace, maintain the peace
I don't do no talking less a beat is knockin'
Collect a check with both arms, hoe, we milly rock it
Writer: Collin Bridgeforth
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