All on Me

Day to Day Bitch Day to Day let me tell you what it is Daily grind and my grind for my ends Tired of scratching surface team gotta win Uber everywhere still gotta buy the benz When I pull up we pull up to stunt No more budgeting for every single damn month Team on team strong no more stressing dough But the pak still wild and we always want more When my dogs in the back we were still getting dough Harvard Drive niggas from the basement to the stores Came from different cities, now the bloodline closed We don't f*ck with the other side, keep the tool close [00:41.11]Yayo raised me I know you heard tinted windows
[00:41.29] I'm shooting for three commas and 8 damn zeros Y'all remember from me days at the West Quaterbacking things with the 10 on my chest Left from the stoop had to gain my own respect Full time job i only did it for the check Walked on the field I only did it for the check Diploma in my hand my mama proud no regrets Now these 16 bars gone get my homies out the jects Reparations never coming round i must collect Too many dreams in the ground i gotta fund Every ounce every weight every one Man its all on me Man its all on (Uh) Man its all on me Don't you think it's funny when the money Come then they try and run up on ya (Why they do that, why they do that?) Tax man coming through trying to take everything you owe em (But I blew that spending this cash) Boi time to get this money ain't no time to play around (Ain't no play in my city) I know too many dreams that's dead in the ground Now i got something to build on something to stand for Something to live for getting my grands up Getting my mom right getting my pops tight Lil bro left the stoop no more dodging the limelight More than one way we gotta make it out the ghetto Putting the miles we im on it Cause this one for the years that went by average All the years i couldn't stunt 7trey classic No chains no game no fame average Still buying Jays but my game savage now im stunting ballys Broads they wanna jump now they wanna come they itching for the crumbs They see me when I stunt, they want the sweet life Thinking back on my days when my dough wouldn't let me eat right When I was only trying to lead with my heart Coach Lee was the lead gave me my first start Now it's all on me Don't you think it's funny when the money Come then they try and run up on ya (Why they do that, why they do that?) Tax man coming through trying to take everything you owe em (But I blew that spending this cash) Boi time to get this money ain't no time to play around (Ain't no play in my city) I know too many dreams that's dead in the ground Don't you think it's funny when the money Tax man coming through trying to take everything you owe em Boi time to get this money ain't no time to play around I know too many dreams that's dead in the ground Now i got something to build on something to stand for Something to live for getting my grands up Getting my mom right getting my pops tight Lil bro left the stoop no more dodging the limelight More than one way we gotta make it out the ghetto