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TM - All I Got Lyrics



TM - All I Got Lyrics




All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing (chasing)
Told that lil hoe that I don't do relations (Nah Nah)
I just don't got the patience (I don't)
Hate when you up but they love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking the rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha Haha)

All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing
Told that lil hoe that I don't do relations
I just don't got the patience
Hate when you up but they love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking the rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha)

I wanna ball like I'm Wall
My brova a shooter I'm callin em Beal
Me and Mayo back to back with another one
Come from the Fort so it's f*ck how you feel (F*ck ya)
Uhh cook it cook it up broke my wrist
Buss down shawty tryn trap out da bliss
Leave my nut in her mouth you gone give her a kiss (muah)
Step back wit da three iont miss
Swear this shit in blood I thank God for dis gift (Gotta thank God)
Can't kick it wit me what you bring to the table
Working like 25/8 get dis shit on my own I ain't meeting wit labels

Don't got no whip he makes on a scooter
Was tryn be too cute wit da head had to boot her
Get out da wayy I'm feeling like Luda
It ain't about money I feel like it's stupid
In love wit dem hunnits got hit up by cupid, Shuffle
Stay in my bag I was raised in a duffle
Boy get you some chips can't get none of my ruffles
Looking for handouts
$TM different baby so I standout
Caught em staring we gone see what his man bout
Get ina booth whip up hits like it's nothing
He gone cap in his rap and his men know bluffing
My bitch for the week on the weekends you cuffing
I drip while he dry as turkey take his stuffing
Ayee I got a lot of racks
Come f*ck wit da boy I got lots of stacks

All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing
Told that lil hoe that I don't do relations ( Nah Nah)
I just don't got the patience ( I don't)
Hate when you up but they love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking da rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha Haha)

All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing
Told that lil hoe that i don't do relations ( Nah Nah)
I just don't got the patience
Hate when you up but dey love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking da rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha)
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All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing (chasing)
Told that lil hoe that I don't do relations (Nah Nah)
I just don't got the patience (I don't)
Hate when you up but they love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking the rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha Haha)

All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing
Told that lil hoe that I don't do relations
I just don't got the patience
Hate when you up but they love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking the rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha)

I wanna ball like I'm Wall
My brova a shooter I'm callin em Beal
Me and Mayo back to back with another one
Come from the Fort so it's f*ck how you feel (F*ck ya)
Uhh cook it cook it up broke my wrist
Buss down shawty tryn trap out da bliss
Leave my nut in her mouth you gone give her a kiss (muah)
Step back wit da three iont miss
Swear this shit in blood I thank God for dis gift (Gotta thank God)
Can't kick it wit me what you bring to the table
Working like 25/8 get dis shit on my own I ain't meeting wit labels

Don't got no whip he makes on a scooter
Was tryn be too cute wit da head had to boot her
Get out da wayy I'm feeling like Luda
It ain't about money I feel like it's stupid
In love wit dem hunnits got hit up by cupid, Shuffle
Stay in my bag I was raised in a duffle
Boy get you some chips can't get none of my ruffles
Looking for handouts
$TM different baby so I standout
Caught em staring we gone see what his man bout
Get ina booth whip up hits like it's nothing
He gone cap in his rap and his men know bluffing
My bitch for the week on the weekends you cuffing
I drip while he dry as turkey take his stuffing
Ayee I got a lot of racks
Come f*ck wit da boy I got lots of stacks

All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing
Told that lil hoe that I don't do relations ( Nah Nah)
I just don't got the patience ( I don't)
Hate when you up but they love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking da rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha Haha)

All I got is myself and this paper I'm chasing
Told that lil hoe that i don't do relations ( Nah Nah)
I just don't got the patience
Hate when you up but dey love when you slaving (They do)
Work cause I got shit to prove
Stop flexing that money dey watching ya moves
If I'm down bad den I'm breaking da rules
Laugh at da opps cause I'm never gone lose (Haha)
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Writer: Jarell Moore
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