All On Me lyrics

by

King Los


[Hook]
It's all on me (all on me)
Man it's all on me, man it's all on me
Man it's all on me, man it's all one me
And that's what it's gon be
Rich n*gga don't sleep
b*tch n*gga gon creep
But a n*gga gotta eat
Man it's all on me, yeah it's all one me
I guess it's all on me man, it's all on me
(All on me)
If I'm number one I'm gon get this sh*t on my own
(And that's what it's gon be!
Cause it's all on me man, it's all on me.)
Then they f*cked around and got a n*gga back in their zone
(I ain't worried 'bout you, why you worrying 'bout me n*gga?)
Man it's all on me, man it's all on me
Man it's all on me, man it's all one me
Rich n*gga don't sleep
b*tch n*gga gon creep
But a n*gga gotta eat
So it's all on me
Yeah it's all on me, man it's all on me
Man it's all on me!
Rich n*gga don't sleep
[Verse 1]
U ain't know nothing n*gga
It was touching blocks and got chill
Feds are calling my n*ggas
I still made it off the block and got rich
You ain't know nothing n*gga
Had it harder in the slums
Lost my cousin to the streets
Lost my father to a gun
You know we famous for the blow
Everytime we roll, dropping hella bands, 50K or more
Know I got brothers in the game 1 locked up and just came home
Do anything for my n*ggas
So f*ck you lames I'm back in my zone
I'm back in my zone, I'm reloaded bang
Fort like Norte Dame, buddish rollie
My little n*gga told me put you out
All he want is a frozen chain, And this sh*t go bang
I don't really know what's in his brain
But I tell you n*ggas simple and plain
It fall on me, My n*gga said he need bail
f*ck it! Charge it to the game

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
U ain’t know nothing n*gga
Lost a homie to the feds
Lost a record deal still said imma get this bread
Man U ain’t know nothing n*gga
Said imma hustel hard, they can take away the fame imma trust in God
You know i’m famous for the flow
Everywhere I go, pumpin' hella fast 50K or more
You know it’s suckers in the game, they do lame sh*t like faking they wrong
Told my city imma get it, i’m just mad it took me this long
It took me too long, how [?] running with the feds
Hella sh*t was running through my head, n*ggas ending up dead
Hate to see marty like that, they took his girl and they hit him for the bread
n*gga we was bread, right in the [?] sh*t
Where love don’t really mean love
Where smile don’t mean a n*gga really happy for you
So since the day I found out what it was
It’s all on me!
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