All the Way (feat. Obow G5)

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

I woke up (G5)

On them Percs, I told G5 let's get it (Let's get it, man)

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma keep on going, I ain't stopping

They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin' hottest"

They knowin' I'm a hustler, but we posted with the robbers

I be posted with the robbers

Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom

Narcs been on our ass, gettin' hard to fuckin' spot 'em

Chillin' in the hood, blowin' Runtz with my shottas

Blowin' opp with my partners

I ain't even gon' lie to you, Big Yavo gon' blow like a C4

Lately, been rockin' lil' solo, these ****, they so broke

And they don't stick to the G code

I threw back a Perc', went and rolled up some Cookies

And came to the 'yo, I'm in beast mode

You play with my profit, a price on your top, bitch

Skrrt, fah-fah, repo

You play with me, bitch, I'ma shoot you

Ain't nothin' like Craig, would've killed Big Deebo

My **** locked up and they won't let 'em out

Nah, I ain't talkin' 'bout Akon

These ****, they green, Draymond

Big black 40 on me like Big Faizon

Love, I'm tryna run out the plug

Glock in my shorts when I hoop, I'm a thug

Lately, been rocking designer

I'll give you a hundred, you see me at Finish Line

I was blind when they crossed me

Like YoungBoy, I'm talkin' 'bout plenty times

Hardaway like Derez De'Shon, yeah

And I didn't have a penny, nah

Look, now I can spend it in Lenox now

Benzes and Bimmers, we rent 'em now

Fuck a **** two times I'm Fendi'd down

Yeah, I'm walkin' 'round Fendi'd down

Free the bros doin' time down the road

Kept it solid, never fold, never told, yeah

Fuck a bitch, know it's bros over hoes

Remember used to share the same clothes, yeah

Hot ****, so my heart real cold

Real ice on my chest, now my heart real froze

I'ma keep on going, I ain't stopping

They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin' hottest"

They knowin' I'm a hustler, but we posted with the robbers

I be posted with the robbers

Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom

Narcs been on our ass, gettin' hard to fuckin' spot 'em

Chillin' in the hood, blowin' Runtz with my shottas

Blowin' opp with my partners

Get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50

I'm tryna run up my digits

Countin' blue hundreds and fifties

Bitch, we got choppers and glizzys

My shooter trigger finger itchin'

My shooter trigger finger itchin', yeah, yeah

All of the Glocks, they came with extensions

We was really really all in them trenches

My ****, they servin' pots all in the kitchen

And it's so crazy, we came from a penny

Might hit the mall, I might fuck off at Lenox

Hellcat go fast, in traffic, I'm spinnin'

Fuck with these ****, I know they pretendin'

Just had a lil' boy, know I'm stackin' my digits

I'ma keep on going, I ain't stopping

They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin' hottest"

They knowin' I'm a hustler, but we posted with the robbers

I be posted with the robbers

Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom

Narcs been on our ass, gettin' hard to fuckin' spot 'em

Chillin' in the hood, blowin' Runtz with my shottas

Blowin' opp with my partners

I'ma keep on going, I ain't stopping

They like, "G5, you the motherfuckin' hottest"

They knowin' I'm a hustler, but we posted with the robbers

I be posted with the robbers

Gotta beat the odds, came a long way from the bottom

Narcs been on our ass, gettin' hard to fuckin' spot 'em

Chillin' in the hood, blowin' Runtz with my shottas

Blowin' opp with my partners

Yeah