Gone All Day

I been gone all day I been out town Say I’m gone all day Ooh but you better hold it down Yuh I been work all day Let you come around with me yuh Make a trip a day Then I count them bands next week yuh Yuh I came up up on the block Then I came up boys was slanging rock I had real run trips across the block I had real run trips across the block I had real run ins with fuckin opps I had real run trips across the block I mean I rerock shit Rerock shit Flip that shit then get that stick I got the brick off I got the brick off Like my bonita Like a tortilla These boys gon fold up No reason One one more liter We pour that easter H-town my- all these bitches on my fucking jock mane I’m in my bag I need the money boy yuh Chasing that bag I luh the money boy yuh I go in last I go in fast Collecting the cash The digital dash Ooooh I been gone all day I been outta town I been outta state Ooooh I been gone all day You gon hold it down You gon take my place I remember days We ain’t have no name We was broke as hell boy Still got on that plane Now we gone all day Pouring up that drank Counting up this cash Yeah money counter days We were broke as hell Way we came up scale Took a trip to LA now we up in the hills That bitch she off the pills She was rolling I was rolling Fucking off them pills Popping, popping, all the pills uh yuh Like Who want war with me? Wanna go to war? Gotta army ting That be my homies Keep a 30 piece Not no KFC boy Not no KFC I just stopped at Neiman That for all my pieces Half for me, my team boy, half for all my demons You vs me my team let’s see who gon win Hop up in the ring boy, make you grow some wings Ooooh I been gone all day I been outta town I been outta state Ooooh I been gone all day You gon hold it down You gon take my place I remember days We ain’t have no name We was broke as hell boy Still got on that plane Now we gone all day Pouring up that drank Counting up this cash Yeah money counter days