Stylesz - All My Life (feat. Only1Cam) Lyrics

Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea
Yea
(Torey Montana)
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Steady moving out apartments)
(Had some nights where I starving)
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Momma birthed a star)
(Gotta hustle hard)
All these folks just hatin'
While I'm paper chasin'
Money I'm tryna make it
So ion care what they sayin' cause
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Get it, get it, get it, get it)
(They can't knock me off my pivot naw)
Young nigga, young nigga
Tryna make it big, have sumn like six figures
Palms itching like I done touched some ivy
I'm coming in strong with the six behind me I'm
Eighteen with ambition to go get it
Imma get it and won't quit till it's mine nigga
They call me Stylesz when I walk through
This one for you momma I love you
I got these niggas hating on me damn
I got some bitches hating on me too
Other hoes tell me they think I'm the man
You tell me what the hell I'm pose to do aye
You never let me down with a situation I been through
Why imma hold it down trust me momma I got you
I know we've had some trials and some tribulations now
We gone have better days
We gone be out the hood
Living the life we dreamed
We gone be living good
Everybody told you imma star
I swear that I am gone get us far
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Steady moving out apartments)
(Had some nights where I starving)
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Momma birthed a star)
(Gotta hustle hard)
All these folks just hatin'
While I'm paper chasin'
Money I'm tryna make it
So ion care what they sayin' cause
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Get it, get it, get it, get it)
(They can't knock me off my pivot naw)
Before this Only1Cam I was only Mr. Nealey
Kid from Decatur where it's greater barely eating
Married to the beat ring on wanna see it
Tell me imma fail K cool, don't believe it
Fans in the crowd are my number two reason
Momma number one I wanna make her life easy
Never met a soul besides her I'm needing
Trying to control myself from just screaming
Shawty say Cam
Why do you play with my heart
Baby I play with the bass
Adrenaline be rushing when the melody is humming
All I really wanna do is beat the odds and do the numbers
Had a whole lotta pain but I never been a runner
Told myself way back
I'm hot as the summer
Let my tears rain down like we dodging the thunder
Headphones on in the booth and I wonder
Do errbody know like a dog imma fight
To get my chance, to grip that mic
In front of them lights and I see inside
Cause they all sold out from the left to the right
But what about me
Behind this beat
This mic, this stage when I didn't have a thing
Be real with yourself do you really know Cam
Or do you deal with him cause he rap and he sing
Huh
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Steady moving out apartments)
(Had some nights where I starving)
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Momma birthed a star)
(Gotta hustle hard)
All these folks just hatin'
While I'm paper chasin'
Money I'm tryna make it
So ion care what they sayin' cause
All my life I had to get it out the mud
(Get it, get it, get it, get it)
(They can't knock me off my pivot naw)