All In

These eyes, I can see loneliness, heading my way The light, of love has blown out, now your shadow's gone away You took awayyyyy the sound Huh is your boy Na8 to the highest grade I want it all or nothing, rain until the sun comes Even when the sun comes, summer lock down Is your boy gr8 Na8, we celebrate the gr8 I'm a real G, i keep it 100 I'm a real G, I keep it 1 thousand I'm a real G, I keep it 1 milli All by myself, I made it this strong Cross path with the fakes, but i'm still strong All they ever wanted is to see me fall Even my real cross, turning fake on me This is my game time, I got to make my All I ever wanted is to make things fine All they ever wanted is to make me down I see with my two eyes, cross paths with my blinds side Yeah I'm all in am all in Yeah I'm all in am all in I'm super Na8, who said super 8, motel shit I ball on highlands, call me when the jet comes I be up sky dwelling, bottle of cham, first class shit You taught me how to built an empa But 8 to see me rule, hate to see me boss Preachin just sucks you choose holy ghost I be pulling ghost for my lane is so dark Call me evil soul, I'm bless with it, my swag bless with it Now I'm on my next level shit and still bless with it Facts never lie, coz I'm all in Blood in and blood in, say sell my soul I be pulling roses from the arches from a graveyard Haterz keeping hating, till they end up in the graveyard Niggas you better learn, before you end up in a sideline Chasin paper weed, you end up in case line Catchin cases, not my cases, sleeping in deeper Eyes wide shut, still chilling with the stripper Eyes weed up, still chilling with a deeper More lucky, No mercy, fucking Lucifer and I'm all in I'm all in am all in I'm all in am all in I'm all in am all in I'm all in am all in Young king, always try to get some money, running No food or lights, ain't shit funny, nah Stomach rumbling On the block with the hommies Thinking of a way to get some money First move, just out with the rocks Trap doing numbers, junkies in and out the spot Running 3 shifts, now the block is hot Money running up, so I cop a drop White on white fish scale, got me toting 2 glocks 3 semi-autos, granades in the box Niggas start to hate, cause we at the top But we don't give a f*ck, so we cop a watch House on the lake and my hommie go and get popped 3 pounds of weed, 2 kilos, and a glock The story goes deeper, cause he bring them to the spot They ran in the hoe took the money and the glocks I'm all in am all in I'm all in am all in I'm all in am all in I'm all in am all in