Obeyar - All My Life (feat. King Brickz)

All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah
All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah
All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah
Till I got rich yeah
Got that check, had to run that bitch up
Fuck my wrist up
I ain’t never really had no bitches
Now her and her sister
Wanna come over and lick my dick up
Me and my niggas
All of my bitches is bad and boujee yeah
Superficial
Ex bitch calling, she seeing I did it yeah
I don’t miss her
Riding through the city, I’m really a bad boy
Feeling like diddy yeah
3.5 My car go 60 yeah
All my life I ain’t never really give a fuck
Had to get it out the mud
I was young when they threw me inside of the cage
Middle finger to the judge
Write up a check
Teaching you how to finesse
Nigga I’m really the plug
I was really in them trenches, really with my niggas
And we was really fucked up
Now we really foreign whippin’
Really lane switching, it’s crazy how we came up
Ima rap or scam to a million
Either way ima fuck the game up
Word to prince rich
Rather be rich from this shit, fuck being famous
I was always taught, make the money lil nigga
Never let the money make ya
All these diamonds in my wrist
Had to VVS that shit, bitch I’m the shit
I already fucked that hoe, you tryna impress that bitch
Nigga we lit, trap jumping like pippen
Remy Martin what I’m sippin’
Bitch I been fishin’, tryna get the new edition
Maserati when I’m dippin’ yeah
All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah
Till I got rich yeah
Got that check, had to run that bitch up
Fuck my wrist up
I ain’t never really had no bitches
Now her and her sister
Wanna come over and lick my dick up
Me and my niggas
All of my bitches is bad and boujee yeah
Superficial
Ex bitch calling, she seeing I did it yeah
I don’t miss her
Riding through the city, I’m really a bad boy
Feeling like diddy yeah
3.5 My car go 60 yeah
3.5 My car go 60
I’m counting money with trini
All my life we ain’t really have shit yeah
We had to stack up our pennies
We had to really go get it
I rep the gang and niggas handling they business
I’m in the benzy off remy, say Debo gang
I got the city in a frenzy
We doing shit niggas can’t do
My bro got a AP on his wrist and a GPS on his ankle
They know that we too much to handle
Cause we the type to spin the opp block while they bending over lighting candles
Me and 100 counting blue 100s in the bando, yeah
I lost my cousin to cancer, I made your cousin a dancer yeah
Shorty ain’t fitting my standards
Couldn’t show her to my family
I just been juggin’ and scammin’
I’m on my way to a million
We started off in the buildings
Tag up my gang on the ceiling
These niggas know that we killed him
When you spin the block make em’ feel it
All my life we had to get it in
Free my niggas doing sentences
We made it through hard times
Couldn’t dial your number so please do not call mine
These 100s is all mine
All my life I ain’t really had shit yeah
Till I got rich yeah
Got that check, had to run that bitch up
Fuck my wrist up
I ain’t never really had no bitches
Now her and her sister
Wanna come over and lick my dick up
Me and my niggas
All of my bitches is bad and boujee yeah
Superficial
Ex bitch calling, she seeing I did it yeah
I don’t miss her
Riding through the city, I’m really a bad boy
Feeling like diddy yeah
3.5 My car go 60 yeah

Written by:
JOSEPH JONES, DAVID MARTIN FRANK, MICHAEL A. MURPHY, ANDRE S. PARKER

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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