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all the time Songtext

My daddy taught me how to drink my pain away (my pain away)
My daddy taught me how to beat somebody (somebody)
My daddy taught me how to misdirect my woes (misdirect my woes)
But he still wanted me to be somebody (somebody)
So make noise for the deadbeats
And turn up single mummas
And one time for all they kids
Hope everybody get they karma
Ok I tell ya all the time
For the set, ima ride
Ima jet, motorised
This the shit, let it fly
Ok I tell ya all the time
For the set, ima ride
Ima jet, motorised
This the shit, let it fly
Ok I
Got hands, I′m no lil body
Don't poke my mans you get thrown out the party
This the ′Co, I been real cold coz I'm starving


Bet niggas paying to get known, that's retarded
Boy you gotta earn em lil cheques, talk funny
What they said? Wall funny
You the joke now sonny
What you wanna pen?
Oh you bold now? Stunting
With the clothes, you dummy
That′s all faux, stop fronting
Oh you wanna be on code? That′s hilarious
How you gon flex what you don't own? Boy you serious?
I just hold it down for the bros and I′m curious
Why these niggas beefing in the home? Y'all delirious
Now they throw respect on the bro for the Benz
But they disrespect when a nigga making ends
Sick of all these suckas steady talking bout the M′s
That they not gon make coz they don't know how to spend
Ok I tell ya all the time
For the set, ima ride
Ima jet, motorised
This the shit, let it fly
Ok I tell ya all the time
For the set, ima ride
Ima jet, motorised
This the shit, let it fly
Ok I
Feel like niggas gon pretend like
They all fam, when they hoping that I fail life
On the gang I won′t switch up when it's bare hype
Understand I ain't folding to the bands like
Boy I pray that I′m home when the ops feeling strong
And they stop with the phones, come and get the work
Lil diss that they throw, like piss, wind blows
And the whole threats gone, I can′t help but smirk
Boy I pray that a nigga pull up on me
With a blade, ima stick him with his own shit
Not afraid like Marshall back in '010
Lil shting ain′t a problem when you no bitch
No man can hold me in fear
Alien wrote home in the ink
On gang I ride for the set
Ok ok ok
Ok I tell ya all the time
For the set, ima ride
Ima jet, motorised
This the shit, let it fly
Ok I tell ya all the time
For the set, ima ride
Ima jet, motorised
This the shit, let it fly
Ok I

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