All Talk

I know that a life without A moment for a kiss Is no life at all That's why they call them crushes The only thing in focus is you and this person If they were easy they'd call itself peace But that's why they call them crushes (Ayo Prodo, Beam me up!) Back to my roots I’m tying my shoes These niggas think they winning They’re gonna lose These niggas stay mad but what they gon do They talking that shit they all fucking fools His shordy was on me (On me) Shordy was drooling Niggas act tough Nigga who is you fooling I am the king and no one can stop me Shout out to James the east is our property (Two-three, Two-three, Two-three, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Bitch niggas talk But I'm moving silently People stay hating and I know that they doubting me Double that shit and add an apostrophe These hoes keep on talking they always be bothering me Gotta get used to it Things moving hella quick Now add it up man I gotta double it (Double it, Double it, Double it yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Double it once not twice (Not twice) niggas really think they nice (Not nice) Pull up but they never on sight (Sight) Cartel yeah you know what’s the vibe (Always) Niggas always try they flop Niggas talk shit they talk Pleasure can’t mix with business (Never) Pray to god I don’t need no witness (Never) They be talking but don’t know what this shit is (Uhm) Assumptions only bring forgiveness Prodo on the beat and the come up (Yeah) TO-OT get the check-up (Uhm) Niggas be running but can’t catch up (Catch up) Niggas be running but can’t catch up (Catch up) Yeah Look Lights on me (On me) Look here eyes on me (On me) Focus on me Shoot up the fade No settlement (Settlement) This industry That’s my element (Element) Add it up Count it up All on me Set it on fire All on me (On me, On me) Prodo call 613 Pablo’s touch Midas touch Everything we did And that’s not nice (Nice, Nice) Ice cold drinks and that’s on ice (Ice, Ice) All those odds and that’s Cartel All the rest and that’s on God Hold on wait Hold on The kids a genius and that’s old news Everything we did And that’s not nice All this shit and That’s on God Might take some steps and come for more yeah yea anh The mindset Faded Jaded Cuban Made it Paid it Hold on wait Gasoline fuel the mind that’s hated Quote me right I created it The hate in the city I feel it, sense it, Smell it Behind doors barricaded I hit up Prodo He knows the ways He knows the moto yeah In these ends Spread my wings like a Phoenix yeah (Like a, like a, like a, like a Phoenix yeah)