All Get Right lyrics

by

Quincey White


[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Smokin' Backwoods, marathon OG
Uh, what? Hussle
Yeah, I feel brand new like I just started this sh*t, uh
Like at the beginning
I know y'all been waiting
My foundation's solid, let's take flight, ayy, look

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Turn off the lights, turn up my mic
Roll up some flight, let's all get right
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
I got that good, still in the hood
I kept my word, yeah my n*gga, I make good
6 figure n*ggas in them v-12s
No tint, n*gga, so you see well
My Cuban link, that's 14k
My presidential, I wear it every day
It symbolizes, how I'm enterprising
I came from lint in di*kie pockets so I emphasize it
You check the filing, n*ggas say I kept it solid
But f*ck the rumors, money talks and you made less deposits
I dropped some videos, you should go check the comments
They love me all around the world my n*gga, what's your problem?
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Turn off the lights, turn up my mic
Roll up some flight, let's all get right
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
All my liquor from France, my cars from Frankfurt
Told them keep they advance, distribute and market my label
I own it all, I own it all, word in them offices is that I want it all
That's right I do, now who the f*ck is you?
To question my request, I paid my f*cking dues
Had a couple dreams, now they coming true
I'm at the Porsche lot, asking do they come in coupes?
Walking out the club with a hundred goons
Magnum bottles of the Veuve, and a pungent fume
Model b*tches stunting in them f*cking shoes
Bring your homegirl 'cause she coming too
Fast cars with them leather seats
Drop top, she a f*cking freak
Blow me down while we ride on PCH
I'm Nip Hussle the great, middle fingers in your face, uh

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Turn off the lights, turn up my mic
Roll up some flight, let's all get right
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
[Verse 3: J Stone]
I'm Infant Stone, I just came home
My flow is sick, disinfect the microphone
In '08 we told you we was never gon'
Change, and we still on this marathon
I'm a heavy hitter like Barry Bonds
Lightweight setback for a heavy arm
Now I'm jumping on stage with my jewelry froze
Fresh out, spending money, killed the movie role
It's all money in like a Brinks truck
And it's no money out like a prenup
You need to get your green up
'Cause me and my team up
Light up some flight, lace up my Nikes
Victory lap, tonight is the night
This the sh*t I waited for my whole f*cking life
This the sh*t I waited for my whole f*cking life (Stone)

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Turn off the lights (Bleh), turn up my mic (Ahh)
Roll up some flight (n*gga), let's all get right (Haha)
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
Turn off the lights (Yeah), turn up my mic (Yeah)
Roll up some flight (Bleh), let's all get right (Right)
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life (Right)
It's that sh*t you waited for your whole f*cking life
[Outro: Nipsey Hussle]
Uh, like that
VL
TMC though, uh
f*ck the middle man, proud to pay, ihussle.com
Victory Lap coming soon n*gga
Hussle
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