"All On Black" lyrics
Grieves, Mouse Powell & Marley B. Lyrics
"All On Black"
Yo, yo I was living out the splinter doing eighty down the coast
Got addicted to the work and started running with the GOATs
Shorty said she didn't know me anymore, I'm like a ghost
If I show up in your city, don't come looking for the smoke
I ain't fuckin' with 'em anymore, not anymore
I don't have the time to settle scores, settle scores
I've been focused on my family, getting bags, fuckin much
That all that shit that they've been talking doesn't even register
You better believe that, keep the sour grapes, I don't eat that
I'm pushing over 3K daily without the feedback
The world keeps spinning, regardless of where your feet's at
And you ain't gonna find me pretending like I don't see that
It's facts, motherfucker, you can run that back
Played the track over, go ahead and run those laps
Got it twisted if you think that it all came fast
Went through the turbulence and still ain't crashed
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
You don't
Wanna get so caught up in the fool's gold
Learn about the money, lining loopholes
If you show emotion, you might lose, whole
That's just the truth though
This is madness Four, Five, Six
I chopped the foot up off the rabbit Four, Five, Six
I got some superstitious habits Four, Five, Six
I might just have a little baggage
I just like the batshit
I walk the razorblade, while you critique the rate of play
I learned some parlor tricks, and seven ways to split an ace
I put my heart in this and gave you every part of me
And days when I did not believe
Double down and cop the feed
You try to cop me down and study my moves
But you can never knock me out of my groove
A heavy hand was steady tying my noose
I built a legacy, but kept it all true
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all stack
It's really a gamble with this rap shit
Could go away but the fact is
I started with a five and turned that green into a black chip
That was just my last flip
I lose it, I'm making it back quick
If my belief is crazy, call me guano, yeah I'm batshit
Got the pit boss so pissed off
Cause my wins are his loss
Bet I find a better life, and I don't care what it costs
Had to stay the course
I never jumped around like criss-cross
Wrestled with my demons, hit that devil with a hip toss
I'm reaching up into my bag, I'm 'bout cash my worth
I feel like Bobby Hill for real, screaming that's my purse (I don't know you!)
You catching to surf
You drifting while I'm riding these waves
I think the tides are finally turning, I'm beside these days
I got the jetstream, the best thing
Smoking all the best green
Started as a nightmare, now I'm living out these wet dreams
Let's double down and make this interesting
Cause what I've been investing
I put it all on black
I double up and then I fall back
I'm guessing luck is what you call that
Keep me in jail, cause I want all that
Then I watch it all s-
I put it all on black
I put it all on black
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