All My Life (feat. King Brickz)

All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah Till I got rich yeah Got that check, had to run that bitch up F*ck my wrist up I ain’t never really had no bitches Now her and her sister Wanna come over and lick my dick up Me and my niggas All of my bitches is bad and boujee yeah Superficial Ex bitch calling, she seeing I did it yeah I don’t miss her Riding through the city, I’m really a bad boy Feeling like diddy yeah 3.5 My car go 60 yeah All my life I ain’t never really give a f*ck Had to get it out the mud I was young when they threw me inside of the cage Middle finger to the judge Write up a check Teaching you how to finesse Nigga I’m really the plug I was really in them trenches, really with my niggas And we was really fucked up Now we really foreign whippin’ Really lane switching, it’s crazy how we came up Ima rap or scam to a million Either way ima f*ck the game up Word to prince rich Rather be rich from this shit, f*ck being famous I was always taught, make the money lil nigga Never let the money make ya All these diamonds in my wrist Had to VVS that shit, bitch I’m the shit I already fucked that hoe, you tryna impress that bitch Nigga we lit, trap jumping like pippen Remy Martin what I’m sippin’ Bitch I been fishin’, tryna get the new edition Maserati when I’m dippin’ yeah All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah Till I got rich yeah Got that check, had to run that bitch up F*ck my wrist up I ain’t never really had no bitches Now her and her sister Wanna come over and lick my dick up Me and my niggas All of my bitches is bad and boujee yeah Superficial Ex bitch calling, she seeing I did it yeah I don’t miss her Riding through the city, I’m really a bad boy Feeling like diddy yeah 3.5 My car go 60 yeah 3.5 My car go 60 I’m counting money with trini All my life we ain’t really have shit yeah We had to stack up our pennies We had to really go get it I rep the gang and niggas handling they business I’m in the benzy off remy, say Debo gang I got the city in a frenzy We doing shit niggas can’t do My bro got a AP on his wrist and a GPS on his ankle They know that we too much to handle Cause we the type to spin the opp block while they bending over lighting candles Me and 100 counting blue 100s in the bando, yeah I lost my cousin to cancer, I made your cousin a dancer yeah Shorty ain’t fitting my standards Couldn’t show her to my family I just been juggin’ and scammin’ I’m on my way to a million We started off in the buildings Tag up my gang on the ceiling These niggas know that we killed him When you spin the block make em’ feel it All my life we had to get it in Free my niggas doing sentences We made it through hard times Couldn’t dial your number so please do not call mine These 100s is all mine All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah Till I got rich yeah Got that check, had to run that bitch up F*ck my wrist up I ain’t never really had no bitches Now her and her sister Wanna come over and lick my dick up Me and my niggas All of my bitches is bad and boujee yeah Superficial Ex bitch calling, she seeing I did it yeah I don’t miss her Riding through the city, I’m really a bad boy Feeling like diddy yeah 3.5 My car go 60 yeah