All Me

I remember back first making this shit Writing down my lyrics not caving a bit Think between the the lines, Think in the nick of the time Thinking the vivid divine coming up my way I look at the signs But look at his traits nah' Not droppin' bomb's nah' Droppin' his faith, for f*ck sake Drop anotha' plate Far from his place, he diggin' through the slate Still got his food on his plate, movement awaits He's moving through the grass, snakes on his ass I know he know the fakes Yeah Never know what i'm thinking I'm thinking higher places and fire places And newer faces and higher payments You know what it is Just know the paper won't define who he is They know what it is, They know what Hey Yeah He got his shit all straight I'm pickin' a path yeah that most of ya'll just backed out on Up in this F S John Up in these fake f*ck ponds Im rippin' that new highway Im drivin' this shit my way Mothafucka' let's play ball You trippin' you thinkin' you know I go for the most, I go for the only thing they never know What grippin' ya soul, Who pullin' the hand Who makin' a play now yeah Yeah it's All me, Mothafucka' call me Mothafucka' All me Yeah Mothafucka' All me, Pickin' at my soul This shit is in my veins, Call me Only one to blame, the only one to stay the same Not switchin' up on me Yeah my bones is strong, she know all my songs, it's on me Yeah, yeah Look at me now, so far to go but i'm killin' it now It won't be long till' i'm sittin' em' down I strive for the greats, got room on the plate For f*ck sake yeah, Mothafucka' All me Mothafucka' All me, All T, ya'll already know Salty, ya'll just wanna' really go Round me, Can't surround me, down me But they all never know i'm soundly not be givin' a f*ck Mothafucka' All me