"Wassup (All Love)" lyrics

Don't you worry about the beef my nigga
Everything's straight
When you see me in the hood
Don't worry you ain't gotta hate

Wassup wassup wassup (it's all love)
Wassup wassup wassup (it's all love)

Shit, we all in a recession
Nigga I'm broke too
I see you looking at me
What the fuck I do to you

Wassup wassup wassup (it's all love)
Wassup wassup wassup (it's all love)

Look, hate to glit it
Wrist in hand
This ain't no little man
Just presidential Rolex and
This is my biggest sin
Jealously attracting them
Trying my best to do less
Trying my best but, I'm such to a greater extent
My phone rings, a block call, 2 a.m.
Who could it be?
Not moms, she with auntie
Tropezing, smiling saying her son paid it
Like if one make it
We all made it

I'm tryna to be patient homie
But all this hating on me
Got me thinking Satan on me
I don't owe 'em, but my whole circle waiting on me
If I don't show 'em, make moves, they gone be skating on me
Now this basement lonely
Or we on that TV doing that
Matter fact, I think I'm 'a give 'em a call them back
But I ain't got time for all that
Tryna give me gifts so they can say they bought that
Agree, what you want from me
A bag full of money?

All my west-side riders wassup, wassup
All my east-side riders wassup, wassup
All my north-side riders wassup, wassup
And all my south-side riders wassup, wassup

L.A. N.Y. wassup (it's all love)
M.I.A. VA wassup (it's all love)
Chi city, Detroit wassup (it's all love)
H-town Boston wassup (it's all love)