All About It (feat. French Montana)

Made it from these corners we already won It ain't where you at niggas where you from I rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun Talking bout the shit we already done All about it (yeah) I know all about it All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it Riding round the city with a loaded gun (loaded) If them people grab you then you know you done (finished) Get indicted, get a lawyer, all in ones Now you gotta fight it or go on the run Re-ing up, bagging up Weekly profits ain't adding up (nah) Keep spending the money, you keep swagging up (why?) You got bad energy that's why you bad with luck I don't wanna hear the story about you had it rough (no) Short money to the plug and he had enough If he kill your whole family, it's sad as fuck (sad) But you knew what the deal was when you grabbed the stuff (Woo!) Situations, sophistication Death is waiting, anticipation (coming) Feel the hate and humiliation (feel that) Hit your loved ones, affiliation (ah man) It's all in time though, we fall, we climb though Just ease your mind though but read the sign though (relax) Light your weed up, sip your wine slow Kick your feet up believe me I know (I know all about it) Made it from these corners we already won It ain't where you at niggas where you from I rather pawn my chain 'fore I sell my gun Talking bout the shit we already done All about it (yeah) I know all about it All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it They say one thing but do the other I know all about it Actions speak louder than words we dont talk about it I knew we was gon make it but they all would doubt it Them crabs in the barrel hate to see you crawl up out it Fuck it though Keep my head high and my bucket low Everywhere I go, gotta tuck it though A baller gonna still get buckets yo, not chucking no I'm just shooting my shot every chance I get Won't let the fake love romance my shit Need mine upfront, advance my shit Or get three in your head, don't chance that shit Them sticks crack, not Kit-Kats We click clack, not chit chat No six pack, but a big gat In the 6 black, but my shit matt, you ain't with that Stop the, mouthing, off, get my, guys in-volved Stomp you, 'til your, shit, crack, mazel tov, yeah Made it from these corners we already won It ain't where you at niggas where you from I rather pawn my chain before I sell my gun Talking bout the shit we already done All about it (yeah) I know all about it All about it (yeah, yeah) I know all about it All about it (yeah, yeah yeah) all about it All about it (yeah, oooh) I know all about it